Qingyuan would never have thought that the one in four chance would luckily fall on him.
The four men fled in four different directions, but the terrifying demon just followed him.
Originally, his divine light technique could be used for attack, defense, and escape. It was extremely mysterious and comprehensive. Not only was his combat power not inferior to others, his escape technique was also not inferior to others.
In the past, his escape skills were always effective. Those who could beat him couldn't outrun him, and those who could outrun him couldn't beat him... But he never expected that this time he could neither beat nor outrun.
Not long after Qingyuan ran out, he felt a sharp force pressing towards him. He looked back and saw a slender figure appearing in the darkness, approaching him rapidly.
"What kind of speed is this?" He was horrified, and then asked, "What kind of monster is this?!"
It was probably hard for him to imagine that the master of such a sword cultivator with extremely terrifying combat power was an extremely steady person, who was better at escaping than him; it was also hard for him to imagine that the other person's escape technique was a fairy technique.
Even though Qingyuan had sped up several times, he still couldn't run too far and was soon caught up by the terrifying woman.
The sword energy arrives before the person does.
A sword energy was pointed directly at his back. Qingyuan didn't dare to run anymore. He quickly formed a shield behind him with a divine light to block the sword energy. He had fought with the woman before and knew that his divine light could not block this person's sword energy. As the divine light shield was formed, he dodged to the side and avoided it.
Sure enough, just as he dodged, a sword energy cut off the corner of his clothes and flew out, and his divine light shield still failed to block it.
Qing Yuan turned around to look at the woman holding a sword and coming at him. With his knowledge, he could never understand why the quality of his magical skills at the Jindan stage could not match the sword energy of a foundation-building stage.
But he didn't have the chance to study it, because the flying woman suddenly flashed and disappeared before his eyes.
"call!"
Qingyuan had been fighting for many years and had some skills. With divine light in his hand, he subconsciously stepped to the side to block.
“Bang!”
He blocked the woman's terrifying sword.
...Although the divine light was still cut by the sword energy, it also scratched his arm.
The sword energy came out first, and then the woman appeared. The sword energy on his scratched arm was like a maggot on his tarsal bone, corroding him. He was just enduring the pain when another sword stabbed at him. His eyes flashed...
Then, swords fell like rain, and condensed sword energy came towards him.
Qing Yuan was surrounded by divine light, shining in the darkness, just like a god in heaven. However, facing the woman's sword, he could only parry.
Sword Qi, escape technique, body movement, sword technique, Qing Yuan found that this woman had no weaknesses...
For the first time, Qing Yuan felt that it was a mistake to practice such a comprehensive technique. If he specialized in escape techniques, he might have escaped long ago; if he specialized in fighting, he might have a chance to die together with the woman; if he focused on defense, he might not be broken by the terrifying sword energy. But he did none of these, so he could only be beaten here, or even tortured!
Every time a sword came, it broke his divine light, and the crisp sound of divine light breaking continued to ring out...M..
The clear sound was pleasant even in the darkness.
However, for Qingyuan, it was a form of punishment, a kind of slow slicing.
Because every time his defense was broken, the sword energy would leave wounds on his body; he struggled to hold on, but it seemed meaningless. The longer he held on, the more sword wounds he would get, and at this time he was almost turning purple.
finally……
“Pah…”
“Crash!”
Two crisp sounds.
Qing Yuan's divine light was completely disintegrated by the sword energy and shattered. He was covered in sword wounds, and the blood and pain had made him lose consciousness.
In a trance, he saw in the darkness ahead, a stunningly beautiful woman holding a sword walking towards him, stretching out her left hand and handing him a star.
He could no longer tell whether it was good or bad, he just felt relieved. He thought it was a blessing from the gods, and he reached out to take the stars...
"boom!"
Purple sword energy exploded in the darkness, and another Jindan cultivator left this world forever.
Sword energy surrounded Li Shiyin. She put the Qingxing Sword back into its scabbard and let out a light breath.
This person was a bit tricky. His skills were somewhat peculiar. His body movements, combat power, and defense were all strong. It took her a lot of time to deal with him.
…Perhaps the master would like this person’s skills very much, she thought.
Thinking about her master, she turned around and prepared to hunt her next target.
But as soon as she raised her foot, she froze in place!
Danger!
fear!
powerful!
An extremely powerful enemy has arrived!
She raised her head and looked forward. In the darkness, she saw the broad back of a man. The back was so oppressive that she could not see clearly.
The mind's eye is failing!
"Nascent Soul?" she asked.
“He is truly a foundation-building cultivator!” Zi Yi turned his back to Li Shiyin and shook his head, “It has been a long time since there has been such a genius in the Immortal Relics Land.”
Li Shiyin thought of Lu Junxing and her master, and said honestly: "You are short-sighted."
"Oh?" Zi Yi was stunned, then he laughed twice and said, "Indeed, I am old and my experience is not as good as before.
"But, you know, there are countless geniuses who have died at my hands. There are also geniuses like you. I will always remember them for a long time."
Li Shiyin put the Qingxing Sword in her hand into her Qiankun bag and said seriously: "I will not die."
"Put away your sword..." Zi Yi still had his back to Li Shiyin and asked, "Are you going to beg me to forgive you?
"...Although you have killed many of my disciples, with your appearance and talent, I can still give you a chance to be my cauldron."
"No." Li Shiyin replied. She stretched her hand forward, and a sword like the starry sky slowly condensed in her hand. In such darkness, it replaced the light of the Zhoutian stars. She continued to talk to Zi Yi, "I mean, you are very powerful, so I have to be serious."
"It's a very good natal sword... It must be a magic weapon!" Zi Yi praised, "But, you dare to attack me?"
Li Shiyin raised the Muran Sword and said to Zi Yi: "I no longer care about realm. You are just a little stronger than me, why shouldn't I take action?"
“How arrogant! You are indeed so talented!” Zi Yi nodded and said, “A mere Foundation Establishment cultivator dares to attack a Nascent Soul cultivator!”
"What about Nascent Soul?" Li Shiyin asked.
After saying that, she stopped talking nonsense and attacked the figure from behind!
She used the Starlight Guiding Technique first, and the stars in the sky lit up, adding strength to her; then she activated the Battle Spirit Technique again, and the magic power in her body began to boil, with every drop of magic power cheering; the sword energy reached its peak, the third level of sword energy, and solid sword energy was emitted from around her.
Finally Feixian asked!
Her figure suddenly disappeared, and the next moment, a huge sword energy formed by countless tiny sword energies descended from the sky and stabbed straight towards Zi Yi...
"It's really powerful!" Zi Yi looked up at the sword energy falling from above his head. That sharp aura, that powerful aura, that condensed aura, this was not the sword energy that a foundation-building cultivator should have at all.
He felt that his opponent was at the Nascent Soul stage.
He raised his hands to the sky, and a white figure like him emerged from his body, also raising his hands to the sky, holding up the sword energy.
"But..." Zi Yi smiled and was about to speak.
"puff!"
A sword pierced through his vest, pierced through the white figure, pierced through his defensive magic weapon, and pierced into his body firmly!
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