As the gourd-shaped magical artifact, following Min Shu's palm strike, tore Lu Ling'er into pieces and entered the spatial dimension, a deafening bang resounded. His palm force was repelled, crashing into the wall and causing half of the entire venue to collapse.
Yet, Lu Ling'er remained completely unharmed.
Zhou Xuan was perfectly protected by her golden bowl's power.
This scene left the elder Min Shu dumbfounded.
Was this little girl's strength not terrifyingly immense?
He even suspected that her immortal power had not depleted at all, but was merely concealed intentionally!
"What is going on?"
Elder Min Shu stared at Lu Ling'er in disbelief, "How did you do that?"
"Hmph, you wretched old man!"
Lu Ling'er let out a cold snort and suddenly turned her head, "Brother Xuan, I know! I know how to control the golden bowl!"
"As long as he makes a move again, I will know how to strike back."
"What?"
"No! Impossible!"
Just as Elder Min Shu finished speaking, he saw a golden light shoot towards him.
He was terrified and quickly dodged, but the golden light was incredibly fast, reaching him in an instant.
It pierced through his body, leaving a blood hole the thickness of a bowl.
"Pfft!"
Then.
A dazzling white light flashed, and Elder Min Shu was instantly split in two. Blood gushed out, splattering all over her.
It was Zhou Xuan who, after Lu Ling'er's golden bowl heavily injured Min Shu, used the Lingtian Battle Halberd to finish him.
Su Ming shouted, "Quick, stab his heart with the Demon Slaying Sword, otherwise his primordial spirit might escape, and he might truly attempt soul possession!"
Zhou Xuan raised his hand.
Su Ming tossed, and the dagger landed steadily in Zhou Xuan's hand.
"Heh heh, you think you can kill me? You're still too green!"
Min Shu's corpse was actually smacking its lips and speaking!
Lu Ling'er turned around in astonishment, startled.
Zhou Xuan somersaulted and leaped, moving like lightning, and thrust the dagger into Min Shu's mangled body.
With his heart pierced, Min Shu could no longer speak.
He died with his eyes wide open!
Su Ming quickly went to confirm.
He retracted the Demon Slaying Sword.
He ordered the disciples of Lingyun Immortal Sect to search the surroundings for spiritual bodies.
He feared that Min Shu might return.
After confirming several times, he finally relaxed.
Zhou Xuan pulled Lu Ling'er into his embrace.
"Ling'er, I'm sorry, it's all my fault, for letting you suffer!"
"It's okay, Brother Xuan, I'm not injured..."
She tried to struggle to stand, but her body had no strength.
Zhou Xuan held her, gently stroking her hair, his eyes filled with affection.
"Silly girl, don't pretend. Your body has been drained dry. I'll take you to find the Old Ancestor now, and he will definitely heal you!"
Saying that, he picked her up horizontally and stepped out.
Lu Ling'er nodded, her hands clinging to Zhou Xuan's neck, a tear rolling down her cheek as she choked out, "Brother Xuan, I'm fine!"
"Mm, what a strong child. I knew it, my Ling'er is the best. Ling'er, I promise you, once you've recovered, I will marry you, and I won't let anyone bully you again!"
Zhou Xuan said gently.
Lu Ling'er's heart felt sweet, and she couldn't help but bury herself in his arms and sob.
"I was so scared today."
Just then, the gourd-shaped magical artifact began to spin wildly in mid-air, and then it directly attacked Zhou Xuan.
Zhou Xuan, holding Lu Ling'er, didn't pay attention to the object.
In his view, whoever wanted this thing now was walking towards their death.
Therefore, he could only wait until Min Shu was thoroughly dead, settle Lu Ling'er, and then deal with this item.
After all, with Uncle Huang, Elder Qi Xuan, and the many people from the martial world present, no one dared to act rashly.
But he underestimated the wickedness and greed of human nature, and he underestimated the importance of this magical artifact to people of the martial world.
Min Shu, before his death, had refined it into this magical artifact without regard for his own life. Now that the artifact was out of control, he naturally wouldn't let Zhou Xuan off easily.
Seeing the gourd flying towards him, Zhou Xuan was greatly alarmed. He quickly protected Lu Ling'er in his arms, preparing to use his own vital energy to resist the gourd's attack.
At this moment, Qin Huaiyu saw this and immediately ordered Jiao Yun to seize it.
Jiao Yun leaped forward to snatch it, gaining the upper hand and leaving all those who were a step behind far behind.
"Bang!" With a loud bang, Jiao Yun was struck by the gourd and sent flying back, landing on a hillside ten feet away, spitting blood.
Qin Huaiyu and the Qin family members' faces turned pale: "How could this happen?"
They found Jiao Yun: "Are you alright?"
Jiao Yun shook his head: "I'm fine!"
He tried to stand up, but the recoil force from just now was too strong, making his body a bit weak.
"Pfft!" A bloodline spurted from Jiao Yun's chest, staining his clothes red.
Jiao Yun looked down at his chest and found that a hole had been pierced through it, and this blood was flowing from within him!
"What's going on?" Jiao Yun's eyes widened, his face full of disbelief.
He clearly remembered that the magical artifact was rushing towards him just now, and he had blocked it. How could it suddenly turn out like this?
This gourd was indeed no ordinary item, it could actually pierce a person's heart.
Jiao Yun looked towards Qin Huaiyu and the others, opened his mouth, but before he could utter his last words, he crashed to the ground.
Blood immediately soaked the grass on the ground, stinging the eyes of Qin Huaiyu and the others.
"Jiao Yun!"
The Qin family had lost another general.
After being soaked in human blood, the gourd glowed red.
It suddenly accelerated mid-flight, and the acceleration was terrifying. In the blink of an eye, it was already approaching a hundred meters above Zhou Xuan's head.
Some people still wanted to forcefully seize it, but upon seeing Jiao Yun's tragic death, they all retreated.
They hoped someone would act as a scout to blood sacrifice this gourd-shaped magical artifact.
Then they could benefit from the situation.
Zhou Xuan felt it and his heart was greatly alarmed.
But he was already in a desperate situation, unable to dodge this terrifying gourd-shaped magical artifact!
Moreover, Ling'er was exhausted and recuperating in his arms!
"Bang~"
The gourd-shaped magical artifact violently collided with Zhou Xuan's body!
"Ah~"
Zhou Xuan let out a pained scream, and his entire body was instantly sent flying dozens of meters away.
He rolled on the ground with Ling'er in his arms, using his spatial power to resist.
Only then was he not pierced through by this strange gourd.
At this moment, the gourd-shaped magical artifact fell back into the hands of the shadowy figure.
It was Zhang Sanbao, one of the martial artists who had come this time!
It was precisely he who had escaped after Sun Tianyou killed Jiang Yun and Li Xue.
Now he had reappeared at the venue, lurking in the shadows like a rat in a gutter, waiting for an opportunity.
"Zhang Sanbao! Put down the gourd!"
The shadowy figure put away the gourd in his hand and coldly snorted towards Zhou Xuan's lying position: "Kid, today you must die for me!"
After speaking, he waved his hand, and a powerful and unparalleled gust of wind shot out from in front of him, fiercely blasting towards Zhou Xuan, who was lying on the ground!
"No!"
Everyone collectively blocked, repelling Zhang Sanbao.
Just then, Zhou Xuan's body suddenly trembled violently, and then his eyes opened.
After waking up, Zhou Xuan found himself still lying in the same spot, unharmed.
However, his clothes were soaked with sweat, and his entire back was drenched.
Fortunately, Ling'er was alright.
"Whoosh..."
Zhou Xuan took a deep breath, feeling his heart pounding wildly. It had been too terrifying just now.
Seeing that he couldn't kill Sun Tianyou or Zhou Xuan, Zhang Sanbao threw a smoke bomb and attempted to escape.
Zhou Xuan's eyes narrowed, and in a flash, he knew how to deal with this damned Zhang Sanbao.