Qi Cultivation Starting from the Repair Panel

This is an Evil Demon who has reached the Eighth Order Second Layer, its spiritual wisdom is evidently not low. Looking at the six individuals with strong Blood Qi before it, especially Xue Qing who is being protected in the center, greed flashes in its eyes, yet it instinctively feels a sense of danger, hesitating for a moment, not daring to rush forward impulsively.

Qin Can Yue's gaze sweeps over the Evil Demon, then looks at Xue Qing, a respectful smile once again appears on his face, "Miss Xue Qing, the strength of this Evil Demon is acceptable, it's just perfect for you to practice your skills and move your muscles and bones?"

This time, Xue Qing did not refuse; having been protected like this for so long, her hands were itching for action, and this Evil Demon before her was just the right target.

Without saying a word, she steps forward, as if the starry sky beneath her feet is crushed by invisible Colossal Strength, causing subtle ripples. Her figure instantly tears through the sky, barehanded, a Jade Palm presses down!

The Qi Blood Power refined to the extreme erupts with a bang, the blazing hot Blood Qi reflects, resembling substantial Red Mist, instantly igniting the frigid starry sky.

The overwhelming pressure makes the surrounding starry sky emit groaning sounds as if it could collapse and cave in at any moment.

Her Cultivation is a whole Great Realm lower than that of the Eighth Order Second Layer Evil Demon, but this move is earth-shattering, without even using a weapon, dominating and fierce to the extreme.

The Evil Demon perceives the threat, letting out a piercing howl, Evil Qi around its body surges madly, transforming into countless black sword shadows, shooting towards Xue Qing while its figure retreats violently, attempting to widen the distance.

However, Xue Qing's movement is quicker, like a ghost, sticking close, as Qi Blood surges like a dragon; fists, palms, legs, and feet, every part of her body transforms into the most terrifying weapon of slaughter.

Under the starry sky, each collision erupts with deafening roars, shattering those countless black sword shadows.

Her fighting style is extremely simple and efficient, utilized to the utmost, leaving no excess, each strike directly targets the vital points, embodying the most fundamental understanding of the Martial Path.

In just a few short rounds, the Eighth Order Second Layer Evil Demon is completely suppressed by the storm-like attacks, able only to defensively parry, with most of the Evil Qi around its body scattered, directly forced into a desperate situation.

This scene causes the faces of the five Martial Saints, including Qin Can Yue, watching from behind to slightly change, as they exchange glances, the hidden disdain in their eyes turns into an incredulous solemnity and shock.

Even known for their combat prowess and skill in fighting across realms, Martial Cultivators have never seen such a crushing defeat of a higher Great Realm Evil Demon by someone with a whole lower Great Realm's strength like Xue Qing.

With the exception of the true Son of Heaven, no second case can be found within the Martial Pavilion.

In an instant, the battle is nearing its end, Xue Qing seizes the flaw, raises her palm to transform into a saber, with Qi Blood Power capable of obliterating Stars wrapped around it, aiming directly for the Evil Demon's head.

If this strike hits, the Evil Demon would be dead without doubt.

Just at this moment, a sudden twist occurs!

All of Xue Qing's mind is focused on the Evil Demon before her, as she puts her full effort into the attack, an intensely concentrated intent to kill suddenly erupts from behind her!

The timing of the attack is so cunning and ruthless, chosen at the moment her breath changes, with the target aimed straight at the back of her head!

Xue Qing's hairs stand on end, an intense sense of death crises over her as if drenched in ice water; in that critical moment, relying only on combat instinct, she sharply tilts her head away.

Swish—

A chilling blade light, almost brushing her ear and cheekbone, sliced through horizontally from below her eyes.

The fierce and unmatched blade aura instantly tears through the protective Blood Qi, leaving a deep and bone-revealing terrifying knife scar on her exquisitely beautiful cheek.

Warm blood instantly gushes out, staining her garment red.

However, this was merely the first strike!

Almost simultaneously, four additional long-intended killing moves, like blood-red lightning bolts, from another four directions, sealed off all her escape routes, thunderously blasting forth!

Thud!

A dark red long spear entwined with terrifying Qi Blood pierces her chest and abdomen instantly, like a venomous dragon emerging from its lair, catching the tiny flaw exposed due to her dodging the blade light, the spear tip protrudes from her back, bringing forth a splash of tragic blood flowers.

Xue Qing lets out a muffled groan, her body trembles intensely, piercing pain and a violent energy surge explode within her.

Only then does she see the assailants who launched the ambush.

Qin Can Yue, along with the four Martial Saints behind him who had just displayed faces full of respect.

At some point, the five of them had silently spread out, forming a perfect encirclement, completely sealing off all her escape routes, with not a trace of respect or smile remaining on their faces, only an icy and bone-chilling intent to kill!

"Kill!"

Qin Can Yue wields the still blood-dripping long saber, his voice cold as millennium-old ice, completely devoid of emotion.

Five figures, like a wolf pack that has coordinated seamlessly for years, leave Xue Qing no chance to breathe, just as she staggers from the perforating spear and her Qi Blood surges, attacks strike from all directions once again!

Qin Can Yue's long saber flashes cold light once more, aiming straight for Xue Qing's neck, so fast that only an afterimage remains.

On the left, a gigantic axe as heavy as a mountain cleaves fiercely with the force to tear through Stars, while simultaneously a great halberd stabs from the right aiming for her ribs and vital points.

Behind her, two Martial Saints charge with bare hands, sealing off her last escape route.

In a flash, a Heavenly Net-like deadly trap takes form.

Boundless chill and fury fill Xue Qing's eyes instantly; she suppresses the near soul-rending agony in her chest and abdomen, as well as the searing knife wound on her face. With a fierce look in her eyes, she doesn't bother about the protruding spear; with a flip of her hand, a battle saber is already in hand.