Su Qiye was frightened. He didn't expect this white shadow to be so weird.
"What?" Su Qiye frowned and stared at it.
However, the white shadow rushed towards him in an instant.
At the same time, there was also a terrifying aura, rushing towards the door.
Su Qiye was immediately startled. He held the Chixiao Sword tightly in his hand. He had no idea what it was, so he blocked the passage.
Chi!
Although Su Qiye was nervous, it didn't mean that he was afraid. He calmed down immediately and stabbed out with his sword.
"breaking Dawn!"
He shouted in a low voice, brazenly activating the sword energy in the sea of swords, and released it along the killing sword veins in his right arm.
With this sword thrust, the entire passage was illuminated, like the coming of the blazing sun.
boom!
The blazing sun transformed by the sword light crashed down on the white figure.
There was an explosion, and the white figure was sent flying more than ten meters away.
The whole thing looked a lot weaker. It was obvious that this guy was seriously injured.
In this regard, Su Qiye did not take it lightly, because this white shadow was not dead yet.
"Could it be the Spirit Clan in the Bailing Battlefield?" Su Qiye frowned and suddenly remembered what Ye Qingtian told him before.
"The spirit race can't speak? Are they mute?" Su Qiye was confused again and couldn't help but mutter.
However, when he just finished saying this, the white shadow on the opposite side made a sharp sound.
The sound was very harsh and made Su Qiye's head hurt.
"It's so noisy!" Su Qiye said angrily with a frown.
The next moment, he rushed in again with his sword in hand.
Chi!
boom!
There was another whistling sound of sword light, accompanied by the sound of explosion.
At the same time, it was accompanied by a scream, which made people's scalp numb.
Su Qiye squinted his eyes and looked at the scene in front of him. He saw that the passage in front of him was filled with smoke and dust, and he could not clearly see the scene inside.
He held the Red Sky Sword tightly and waited for the smoke and dust to dissipate.
Soon after, the smoke and dust dissipated, and Su Qiye looked intently.
I saw that the white shadow had dissipated, leaving only a ball of light the size of a baby's fist.
Su Qiye looked curious when he saw this scene.
"What is this?" Su Qiye muttered to himself in confusion.
At the same time, he was surprised to find that the token on his waist, the identity token issued before entering the Bailing battlefield, actually flashed.
Su Qiye picked up the token and took a look. After injecting spiritual power into it, he discovered that there were actually a few more words in it.
Points value: one hundred points!
"Killing a first-level Wuzong Realm spirit clan will reward you with 100 points?" Su Qiye saw the text appearing in the token. He read it and was very surprised.
"So this thing is the Spirit Tribe? Can't speak? But the Spirit Tribe's defense is really strong." Although Su Qiye was shocked, he had to sigh at the same time.
He is a strong person in the fourth-level Martial King Realm. He can slash with one sword. Not to mention the first-level Martial King Realm, even the ninth-level Martial Master can hardly parry it.
But the spirit clan in front of him was killed by Su Qiye several times with his sword.
Su Qiye walked towards the ball of light, stretched out his hand and touched it gently.
In an instant, a pure spiritual power poured directly into his body.
When this pure spiritual power poured into the body, it immediately gathered into the sea of swords and was then absorbed.
Su Qiye felt it, and his eyes gleamed.
"Such pure power." Su Qiye exclaimed after feeling it carefully.
Because the ball of light that the spiritual race turned into after death contains pure spiritual power, which can be absorbed smoothly and transformed into one's own spiritual power.
With just such a small ball of spiritual power, Su Qiye felt that it was enough for him to practice for several days.
"If we kill a few more Spirit Races, wouldn't the speed of our cultivation improve rapidly?" Su Qiye's eyes widened when he thought of this, and he was very excited.
Although he was shocked and excited, he still did not forget to continue deeper into the cave.
However, Su Qiye didn't know that it was on the other side.
The monks of Tianxuan Sect faced a huge threat and were surrounded and pursued by the three major forces of Lingjian Sect, Sword King's Mansion, and Longlou Mountain.
Not far after Wang Churan and Duan De walked out, they encountered reinforcements from the Lingjian Sect.
"Look, it's that damn fat guy. They're from Tianxuan Sect. Quick, catch them." A monk shouted directly after seeing Duan De and Wang Chu.
When Duan De heard what the other party said, he was furious and wanted to fight with the other party on the spot.
However, very soon, a terrifying aura came from a distance. The powerful aura fluctuations were at least at the Martial Master level.
"No, leave quickly." Duan De's expression changed, and he was very decisive and chose to escape.
If you don’t run away now, you won’t be able to escape later.
Wang Churan's reaction was also very quick, and he and Duan De left here immediately.
Boom~
Not far behind the two people, an explosion sounded.
I saw trees collapsing, boulders exploding, and soil flying.
Accompanied by the sound of whistling sword energy piercing the air.
"Damn it, more people bully less people, right? Wait until I find my big brother and see how he kills you." Duan De looked back and saw that the sky was full of sword light, strangling all the trees and boulders behind him. Broken, I couldn't help but started yelling.
Not only him, but also Wang Churan's face looked bad.
It wasn't that she and Duan De couldn't beat each other, it was because there were too many monks from the Spirit Sword Sect around them, and it would be dangerous if they got into a fight.
After all, there were hundreds of monks from the Lingjian Sect participating in the Bailing Battlefield this time.
The lowest level is at the Wuzong realm, and the highest level is at the Peak of Wuzong level.
It would be impossible for two people to defeat so many people.
"Damn fat man, don't run away if you have the guts. Even if you call the King of Heaven here today, you won't be able to run away." Behind Duan De, a man from the Lingjian Sect yelled angrily. He slashed out with his sword. The awn was like an arrow, heading straight towards Duan De to kill him.
Duan De turned his head and responded with the command in his hand.
boom!
The command was given, and a dazzling thunder suddenly fell.
I saw the thunder colliding with the sword light, followed by a terrifying explosion.
"Don't run? Do you think I'm a fool? There are so many of you, why don't I run? Just wait for me!" Although Duan De has short legs, he runs away very fast, almost in the blink of an eye. The effort was already dozens of meters away.
At the same time, he kept talking and scolding the Spirit Sword Sect monks behind him.
"Let's run forward!" Wang Churan suddenly saw a trail. Although it was overgrown with weeds, it was obvious that someone had walked there before.
And there are no monks from the Spirit Sword Sect in this direction.
"Okay." Duan De nodded. He didn't dare to hesitate now because there were too many pursuers behind him.
"We must catch those two guys. Saint Zhao Suyue and Saint Jian Wushuang are on their way." The monk from the Spirit Sword Sect behind him said.
All of a sudden, the dozens of Spirit Sword Sect monks all launched an attack, with long swords in their hands slashing out, their swords glowing to the sky.
Chi!
The sword light was of various colors, like red clouds, overwhelming the sky and covering the earth.
As soon as Duan De dodged, the place under his feet was chopped into pieces by several sword rays. The ground cracked and the soil was scattered.
"Fuck, it's so frustrating. No, I'm going to kill them." Duan De was so angry that he felt like his lungs were about to explode. He felt extremely frustrated.
