Without giving Liu Wuxie a chance to react, he went straight to take action.

If it were any other fourth-level true elixir, this palm would definitely make him dizzy and even cause his brain to burst.

"roll!"

There was a sharp roar and violent killing intent, centered on Liu Wuxie, sweeping across the scene.

The terrifying air waves rolled up the stalls on both sides, and the items on them were constantly blown away.

His right hand turned into a fist and made a strange gesture. The man on the left was unprepared and was caught by Liu Wuxie.

"boom!"

A punch hit him hard in the armpit. It happened so fast that Luo Mingyang had no time to react.

"Whoosh!"

The man flew backwards and crashed into the ruins, falling to pieces.

He was an eighth-level true elixir, but he was punched away by a small fourth-level true elixir. How could he swallow such a sigh of relief?

"It must have been carelessness for this kid to succeed. There is a difference of four realms, so it is impossible to hurt the eighth level of the true elixir."

The people standing on the side looked like they were pointing the way, thinking that Liu Wuxie relied on a sneak attack and the young man was careless to be knocked away by his punch.

Luo Mingyang's face was gloomy and terrifying, and the two junior brothers with him had always been attached to him.

When beating a dog, it depends on the owner.

If Luo Mingyang didn't get rid of Liu Wuxie after hurting his person in front of him, how would he be able to gain a foothold in the outer sect in the future.

Liu Wuxie had already prepared a defensive posture. As soon as Luo Mingyang made a move, he would immediately use his deadly sword skills to kill him.

Even if Tianbao Sect pursues him, they will fine him a few months' salary at most.

He still has 70,000 to 80,000 mid-grade spiritual stones, and he doesn't care about the few hundred that the sect hands out every month.

"Boy, I want you to die!"

Luo Mingyang said it almost word for word, and the violent power of the peak true elixir was like a raging flood, rushing towards Liu Wuxie.

Those who gathered around retreated one after another to avoid affecting themselves.

The momentum on the field is on the verge of breaking out, and it can trigger a life-and-death battle at any time.

The man who fell on the ruins struggled to get up, with blood at the corners of his mouth and a vicious look on his face.

At this point, Liu Wuxie had no way out, and the evil blade appeared in his palm.

"Luo Mingyang, you just bully the new disciples. It really makes me look down on you."
Chapter completed!