The Asuras were stunned and stood rooted to the ground, not daring to believe their eyes for a moment.
All of this happened too quickly. It was so quick that even their minds, which were at the fourth level of the Divine Realm, went blank for a moment!
Xiu Yu was ranked 100 on the Prodigy Roll. Even many cultivators of the older generation did not dare to fight him easily.
Over the years, more than 100 elder-level figures of the various races had lost to him.
However, it was precisely such a peerless genius that was sent flying tens of thousands of feet away by a nobody with a single move. No one knew if he was dead or alive!
All the demons and Asuras present could not help but feel their hearts skip a beat.
"Xiu Yu!"
A female Asura turned pale and flew towards the mountain range where Xiu Yu fell in a flash.
The other Asuras also looked into the distance with worried and furious expressions.
A moment later, the female Asura carried the unconscious Xiu Yu and flew back.
"How is he?"
"Xiu Yu …"
The Asuras surrounded him.
"Brother Xiu Yu is severely injured and unconscious. His life is not in danger for now!"
The female Asura said sorrowfully.
When the Asuras heard that, they could not help but heave a sigh of relief.
It was fine as long as he was alive. The Asura race had a special physique. Even if their bodies were destroyed, they could recover through secret techniques.
However, the prerequisite was that at least a third of their spirit could be preserved.
"Zhang Xing!"
The female Asura fed Xiu Yu a few healing elixirs and placed him on the ground gently. She turned around and looked at Zhang Xing with a murderous gaze.
At that moment, Zhang Xing's black robes and long hair danced as he stood at the foot of the divine mountain like a divine king.
He looked at the Asuras who were bursting with killing intent with a calm expression as before.
"Don't worry, he won't die. I've already shown mercy.
There's no feud between us. It's common for us to clash over the Light Stone.
The Light Stone will belong to whoever has the harder fist. If I lose to you guys, I won't complain. "
Zhang Xing stood there calmly, as if he was chatting casually with the crowd. He seemed so relaxed and casual.
"Hmph!
We won't accept your kindness!
Since you hurt my Brother Xiu Yu, you're my enemy! "
The female Asura's name was Shu Hua, and she was Xiu Yu's junior sister. The two of them were childhood sweethearts, and they both loved each other dearly.
As long as the Sect Master nodded, the two of them could become Dao companions.
As Shu Hua spoke, killing intent appeared in her eyes. With a hum, two short swords flew out from her sleeves.
Immediately after, her figure flashed as she charged towards Zhang Xing.
"Junior Sister, wait a moment …"
The senior brothers beside her wanted to stop her, but they all knew Shuhua's temper. Even if they tried to persuade her, it would be useless.
But even if he knew it was useless, he still had to stop it when it was necessary.
This was because Shu Hua was definitely no match for Zhang Xing.
Even someone as powerful as Xiu Yu was defeated by Zhang Xing in one move, so there was even less suspense for Shu Hua.
However, Shuhua had already arrived in front of Zhang Xing. Her two short swords crisscrossed, creating a cold cross-shaped light as they shot towards Zhang Xing's neck.
Zhang Xing did not move from his spot. He looked at the two short swords calmly and said two words in the air.
"Wind, come!"
A crack suddenly appeared in the space in front of the two short swords.
"Wuu wuu!"
A space-time wind suddenly blew out!
"Clang!"
The blades of the two short swords instantly shattered.
Even the violent sword qi was blown away by the wind!
Time seemed to stop. Shu Hua held the sword hilt in her hand in a daze. It was only half a foot away from Zhang Xing's neck.
The killing intent in her eyes had already been replaced by shock. She looked at the sword hilt in disbelief.