The gap between the seventh and sixth grades is like a chasm.
The abilities mastered by sixth-grade monks far exceed the imagination of seventh-grade monks.
Even though Yun Que used combat power comparable to that of a seventh-level warrior, and coupled with Pingshan Jun, a seventh-level tiger monster, there was still little hope of defeating a sixth-level monk.
A sixth-grade foundation-building monk from the Taoist sect, he mainly cultivates inner elixirs. He can cast powerful spells, fly with a sword, and sprinkle water to turn ice.
A monk of this level can communicate with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and use the power of spiritual energy to greatly increase his combat power.
If you can't get close, even the sixth-grade warriors will be consumed alive!
Within the ice.
Lord Pingshan relies on the tiger's body to be strong and tyrannical. He is not afraid for a while, but he is often as powerful as a blind man on the verge of death.
The two of them were back to back, cutting the ice as hard as they could, and the cutting speed was not as fast as the ice spread.
Chang Wei had more than a dozen wounds on his body, and the blood that flowed out froze into blood clots. His eyes were bloodshot, and he made a crazy decision.
"Blind man! Cut the ice!" Chang Wei shouted.
"I, I can't do it alone!" the blind man wailed.
"If you can't cut it, cut it for me! I'll do my best! Ning Shen Gu!"
Chang Wei pierced the ice in front of him with his long knife and shouted hysterically.
At the critical moment, Chang Wei decided to attack the seventh-level god refining realm!
After so many years as a mountain bandit, he actually did not give up on cultivation. He has been working hard to improve his body. He has already reached the eighth level of perfection, started to attack the seventh level of divine refining realm, and completed the first two steps to advance to the seventh level.
To reach the seventh level, a warrior needs to go through three stages: rush, break, and condense!
Every stage is a difficulty, and the further you go, the harder it becomes.
Chang Wei was not sure about the last step of Concentrating Bone, but he had no way out.
Facing a sixth-grade expert, he would definitely die with his eighth-grade cultivation.
Since you are bound to die, you might as well take a chance on your luck before you die!
If you can reach the seventh level of divine refining, you will at least have more vitality.
The other side of the ice.
Yun Que kept swinging his sword, digging out a space where he and Mu Qingyao could stay.
But the scary thing is,
The ice will form on its own after being chopped into pieces, and it will solidify quickly, seemingly endlessly!
Yun Que's body was strong enough that the cold air carried by the ice could not hurt him for the time being, but Mu Qingyao could no longer hold on any longer.
The little princess's eyebrows were covered with a layer of white frost, and her little face was pale from the cold.
You have to escape!
Yun Que's eyes darkened, and evil energy surged all over his body!
Freeze is a spell.
Yun Que had no way to crack it, but there was a way to slow down the power of the spell.
That is to use one's own extremely strong evil spirit to affect the atmosphere of the surrounding world and slow down the opponent's spells.
As long as the speed of ice formation is slowed down just a little, Yun Que will be able to rush out.
really.
As the evil spirit rises, the rapidly condensing ice slows down.
Yun Que took the opportunity to use the demon knife to forcefully open a passage in the ice prison, and pulled Mu Qingyao to escape.
Seeing Yun Que escaping from the ice, the old man was a little surprised.
Soon a look of enlightenment flashed in his eyes, and he nodded and said:
"Yes, you are the first eighth-level warrior who can escape from the ice killing method. Such a deep evil spirit can indeed affect the spell. It seems that you are by no means an unknown person."
"Of course I have a name! Listen up, old man. I am Mei Qian from Bashan City. If you go to Zhiyuan County and ask around, who doesn't know my name?" Yun Que opened his mouth.
If Mu Qingyao's face hadn't been frozen and expressionless, she would have been crying and laughing.
As expected, they are half friends, and it is so satisfying to sell them.
The old man nodded slightly, but in fact he had never heard it at all.
"It's your turn, do you dare to leave your name?" Yun Que pointed at the old man.
"Honghe is the fire messenger of the Red Lotus Sect." The old man stated his name crisply.
Since he recognized Yun Que's ability, the old man named Hong He regarded Yun Que as his opponent.
Leaving your name is a sign of respect for your enemy.
"It's Zuo Bai again, it's Right Hei again, and now comes Honghe. Is there someone in your Red Lotus Sect named Green Tree?" Yun Que seemed to be joking.
At the same time as he spoke, Yun Que glanced at the sky without leaving any trace.
Very high in the sky, there is a golden eagle hovering.
"It's just a common name, why bother. Since you have broken my ice killing method, next, let's have a taste of the power of the ice sword." Hong He said and started to use the magic technique.
"etc!"
Yun Que shouted: "The Fire Candle Messenger must have a high status in the Red Lotus Sect. Do you dare to challenge me? I am protecting the princess and I have to deal with you, so I can't use my full strength."
"Haha, okay! I'll give you this opportunity." Hong He laughed.
Upon hearing this, Mu Qingyao immediately knew what to do and quickly retreated to a distance.
Seeing Mu Qingyao retreating, Hong He looked at Yun Que and said, "I've given you the opportunity. I hope you have the qualifications to challenge me and not die instantly."
As he spoke, the magic formula was pinched.
The wind is howling and the chill is rising!
Long swords composed of ice crystals emerged from the void, a hundred of them, whistling and stabbing at Yun Que, like a terrifying sword rain.
These ice swords are entirely composed of spells, and the power of each one is no weaker than a magical weapon. They are by no means an ordinary thing. Even a seventh-level warrior cannot withstand the attack of hundreds of swords.
Facing the hundred ice swords, Yun Que's pupils instantly turned to blood.
"Blood Eyes!"
With a low roar, a ferocious vertical pupil split open on the demon knife.
In the sudden burst of blood, Yun Que's figure rushed towards Honghe like a monster.
The ice sword was very terrifying, carrying huge power in the extreme cold, but Yun Que's sword was even more terrifying, and he could cut hundreds of swords in almost an instant.
Hundreds of ice swords were all cut off!
One sword breaks a hundred swords!
Relying on Wu Fu's astonishing speed, Yun Que was already in front of the enemy after breaking through the ice sword.
Hong He's always steady demeanor suddenly changed.
He couldn't imagine that an eighth-level martial artist could penetrate his ice sword skills so quickly.
You must know that his ice sword spell is enough to compete with any sixth-grade master!
Although Hong He was surprised, his reaction speed was extremely fast, and he whipped out a small shield with a click of his hand.
The shield is only the size of a palm. After it appears, it immediately transforms into a heavy shield and blocks the body.
At the same time, Yun Que's sword also arrived.
boom! ! !
The demon knife struck the heavy shield and exploded into a dazzling spark.
Yun Que used his full strength with this sword, and the power was astonishing. It directly cut the heavy shield into bends and deformed, and Hong He behind him was also hit by his defensive weapon and flew several feet away.
When Hong He stood firm, blood dripped from the corner of his mouth.
"very good!"
Hong He said solemnly: "You are not only the first eighth-level warrior to break through the ice, but also the first eighth-level warrior to hurt me! Today, I will use all my strength to send you back to the west!"
Hong He's breath surged as he spoke. He grabbed three spiritual talismans at the same time, and three golden lights exploded around him.
Three golden-armored warriors emerged from the golden light, guarding Hong He like tall guards.
Honghe didn't dare to be careless anymore.
The blow just now, if not for the timely defense of the heavy shield, would have almost cut him off.
He has confirmed that the young man in black opposite him is by no means a normal eighth-level warrior. He actually has a combat power that is not weaker than that of a seventh-level warrior, or even higher!
Honghe did not hesitate to use the strongest defensive means.
The strength of his magic power is enough to obliterate any seventh-grade mana, but if the main body cannot be saved, it will all be in vain.
Just as Hong He was about to continue casting spells against Yun Que, Pingshan Jun, Chang Wei and the blind man also rushed out of the ice prison.
Pingshan Jun's tiger body swooped in and bit a golden-armored warrior next to Hong He.
Chang Wei even roared and rushed towards another golden armored man.
The blind man had no choice but to follow the boss and rush forward.
Yun Que thought that Chang Wei would be kicked away in an instant, because the golden armored warrior exuded extremely strong aura fluctuations and was definitely not weaker than a seventh-level warrior.
Unexpectedly, Chang Wei's sword strike was tied with the golden armored warrior's giant fist.
Yun Que saw Chang Wei's change at a glance and said in surprise:
"Seventh-grade God Refining Realm! You actually succeeded in breaking through!"
"Haha! Good luck today! The second master and the princess will leave first, while Tiger and I will pester this old ghost!"
Chang Wei's eyes were bloodshot and he shouted: "Princess, don't forget to ask for credit for me! I don't want any reward, I just ask your majesty to grant me a sinless body!"
Only with a sinless body can Chang Wei have the nerve to go to Jiuquan to meet his family.
Mu Qingyao nodded solemnly.
Yun Que made a quick decision and ran away, carrying Mu Qingyao on his back and fleeing towards Tianqi City.
Yun Que used his demonic power, and air waves exploded under his feet, running wildly on the road.
The speed is as fast as a wild horse. Although it cannot catch up with seventh-level monsters like Pingshan Jun, it is still faster than ordinary war horses.
During this last stretch of the road, Yun Que didn't hold back and used all his strength to rush towards Tianqi Imperial City.
Mu Qingyao felt the wind in her ears and couldn't open her eyes.
When Yun Que ran wildly and took less than a stick of incense, the fierce battle at the tea stall had already decided the winner.
Mr. Pingshan was struck by dozens of swords, his flesh and blood were bruised, and his bones were broken in several places. He transformed into a humanoid body and was dying.
Chang Wei and the blind man were even worse.
The two men were covered in blood, their skin and flesh were torn, and they lay motionless on the roadside.
Hong He snorted coldly and nodded to summon the flying sword.
Being closely attacked by a seventh-level warrior and a seventh-level monster, he did not dare to be careless and spent a lot of time to kill his opponent.
Yun Que had already escaped without a trace, but Hong He was not in a hurry.
This place is still far away from Tianqi City. No matter how fast an eighth-level martial artist is, he cannot arrive immediately. As long as he flies with his sword, he can catch up quickly.
Hong He was about to chase Yun Que and the little princess when his ears suddenly twitched.
He heard a flying sound.
Looking up suddenly, Honghe saw the golden eagle hovering above his head.
Then Hong He's face turned ugly.
"Golden-headed Eagle, Su Hongshan!"
Honghe knew very well whose golden eagle belonged to him.
Since the golden-headed eagle appears, it means that Su Hongshan, the general of Bashan City, is on his way.
As a sixth-level monk, Hong He could easily deal with seventh-level warriors and seventh-level monsters.
But facing a fifth-level warrior like Su Hongshan, Honghe had no chance of winning.
Hong He found it very puzzling.
Why is Princess Lingyun running in front and Su Hongshan chasing after her?
Honghe really couldn't figure out this weird situation.
If he dared to set up an ambush here to intercept Princess Lingyun, Su Hongshan would naturally escort her.
If that happens, there is no need for him to take action, because the leader is in Bashan City.
He, Hong He, was no match for Su Hongshan, but in front of the leader, a fifth-level martial artist was not enough.
While he was hesitating, Hong He saw a flower petal falling out of thin air in front of him.
Those are lotus petals, as red as blood.
As the petals fell, a woman's deep voice came.
"Step back, you are no longer needed here."
After hearing the sound, Hong He immediately bowed and said: "I obey my orders!"
The petals fluttered in the wind and soon disappeared without a trace.
Honghe knew that the leader had taken action personally, and Princess Lingyun would never escape this time.
Hong He lowered his head, feeling the tremor from the ground beneath his feet.
He looked back.
A huge cloud of smoke and dust rose in the direction of Bashan City.
A large number of soldiers are coming quickly.
You can vaguely see a black horse at the front, as fast as lightning.
Honghe's eyes turned cold.
He took out a large pot of tea from the tea stall and threw it on the road.
"Ice wall, rise!"
Boom!
Under Hong He's spell, a tall ice wall that was ten feet long and ten feet thick was pulled up out of thin air and lay across the road.
Having prepared the obstacles, Hong He no longer hesitated and stepped on the flying sword to fly away.
