Chapter 145

"Magic treasure!"

Seeing the golden flying knife killing through the air with great speed, Lu Ziying's expression changed again. She had no choice but to stop, and her ten fingers, which looked very clumsy, began to pinch rapidly.

Soon, vigorous magic power poured out, drawing and gathering the surrounding earth-type power, condensing it into a thick shield to block the golden flying knife.

"Hmph, a mere Earth Shield Technique is worthy of blocking my Golden Swift Knife!" The thin, tall woman smiled coldly and directly drove the flying knife magic treasure to hack at the shield.

"Bang! Bang!"

The flying knife hacked at the shield one after another, exploding into clusters of yellow dust. The shield did not collapse immediately, but cracks appeared one after another.

"A bit interesting! Let's see how many more knives your little magic power can block!" Seeing that her driving of the magic treasure failed to hack open Lu Ziying's Earth Shield Technique like a hot knife through butter, the thin, tall woman couldn't help but reveal a look of surprise and accident, but soon, she revealed a look of contempt and disdain. She stepped forward, narrowing the distance between herself, the magic treasure, and Lu Ziying.

The closer the distance, the easier it was for her to control the magic treasure, and the speed changes and power of the magic treasure would also increase.

And the magic power she consumed would also be relatively less.

Lu Ziying retreated hurriedly, not daring to let the other side narrow the distance, while her left hand reached into her bosom to take out a spirit stone and held it in her hand.

"Spirit stone!" The thin, tall woman narrowed her eyes slightly and ordered the fourth-layer Qi Refinement cultivator and others on the side: "Yongjian, go up and finish off the others!"

"Yes, Aunt." The fourth-layer Qi Refinement cultivator answered, brought four Great Martial Masters forward, stopped three zhang away, and ordered in a deep voice: "I will now cast a spell to attack from a distance. One person guards my side, and the other three take advantage of them dealing with my spell to go up and..."

Before the fourth-layer Qi Refinement cultivator finished speaking, a figure jumped up and approached within two zhang of him in the blink of an eye.

"It's a Martial Grandmaster, be careful!" Seeing this, the thin, tall woman's expression changed slightly, and the Golden Swift Knife shone brightly, killing toward Xia Daoming through the air, trying to stop him.

However, just as the Golden Swift Knife changed direction to kill Xia Daoming, the earth shield suddenly exploded, turning into a yellow sand tornado that entangled the Golden Swift Knife in the middle.

"Looking for death!" The thin, tall woman's expression changed again, and she screamed shrilly. The light of the Golden Swift Knife soared, and the yellow sand entangling it melted like snow, disappearing into clusters of yellow smoke.

But the speed of the Golden Swift Knife slowed down after all.

On the other side, Xia Daoming was in mid-air, having already drawn his knife, and slashed at the cultivator who was only one and a half zhang away from him through the air.

A dazzling blade light lit up in the dim passage.

The incident happened suddenly, and the grandmaster's move was too fast, leaving the cultivator no time to cast a spell.

A blood arrow shot into the sky, turning into a flying rain of blood.

A head rolled to the ground.

The headless cultivator fell to the ground with a bang, and fresh blood gushed out from the broken neck. Under the pool of blood, dense patterns seemed to appear faintly on the floor of the passage, and the blood slowly seeped into these patterns along these patterns. If you looked closely, it looked like the root system of a tree, constantly absorbing nutrients in the earth.

"Yongjian!" The old woman screamed, and the Golden Swift Knife had already broken through the yellow sand, changing into blade light that filled the sky, hacking crazily at Xia Daoming.

"Senior Uncle!"

"Daoming!"

Seeing this, Lu Ziying and the others didn't even have time to be happy about Xia Daoming killing the fourth-layer Qi Refinement cultivator with one knife, as their expressions had all changed drastically.

Lu Ziying forced her way toward the old woman, her five fingers pinching rapidly.

In the blink of an eye, sharp rock thorns broke out of the ground in the area where the old woman was.

But the old woman pinched a magic formula, and a golden blade light slashed over, cutting off those rock thorns one by one.

Lu Ye's couple and Lu Zhen also jumped and flew toward the old woman rapidly.

However, the four Great Martial Masters of the Yan Clan had already rushed up with red eyes, blocking the path of Lu Ye and the others.

Lu Ye and the others were instantly trapped in the encirclement of the four.

"Clang! Clang! Clang!"

In the blade light filling the sky, dense sounds of metal clashing and clusters of sparks exploded.

Suddenly, a figure rushed out of the blade light.

The Golden Swift Knife turned into a smear of golden blade light and followed closely behind.

Lu Ziying was overjoyed. She could no longer care about the pain and threw another talisman, which turned into a huge earth wall to block between the blade light and Xia Daoming.

"Bang! Bang!"

It was just two muffled thunder-like sounds, and the earth wall collapsed with a bang, and the Golden Swift Knife killed out again.

But at this time, Xia Daoming had already flown and landed beside Lu Ziying.

Seeing this, the old woman didn't rush to chase Xia Daoming again, but stared at Xia Daoming with an extremely gloomy gaze and said: "You actually killed my nephew. Today, I must skin you and pull out your tendons, and torture you to death slowly!"

Xia Daoming didn't pay attention to the old woman, glanced at Lu Ye not far away, and saw that although Lu Ye and the others were at a disadvantage, the strength difference between the two sides was not large, and it would be very difficult for the four Great Martial Masters of the Yan Clan to kill them, so he was too lazy to make a move to help them again, letting them toss for a while, while he himself pretended to join forces with Lu Ziying first.

"Senior Uncle, I will try my best to entangle this woman later, you find a way to sneak attack!" Just as Xia Daoming was thinking about continuing to cooperate in a low-key manner, Lu Ziying had already said to him with extreme calmness, her pair of copper-bell-like big eyes showing no sign of retreat or cowardice, only composure and calmness.

From the moment she suddenly made a move just now, Lu Ziying instantly changed the Earth Shield into a more agile and wider-covering Tornado Sand, and Xia Daoming was already very satisfied with Lu Ziying's cooperation.

Now seeing her so composed and calm, with the demeanor of a great general, Xia Daoming appreciated this woman even more.

"Good! You just try your best to entangle this woman, don't worry about me. With my speed, it will be very difficult for this woman to kill me," Xia Daoming said in a deep voice.

"With your status as a ninth-rank grandmaster, you dare to say it's difficult to kill you!" The old woman said with a gloomy face and a cold voice.

After saying this, the old woman narrowed her eyes, and the Golden Swift Knife made a sharp whistling sound, rolled up a golden light, and killed toward Xia Daoming.

Seeing this, Lu Ziying hurriedly pinched the magic formula, and the earth shield appeared again to block it.

But this time, the old woman smiled contemptuously, and the Golden Swift Knife suddenly split into two, killing out from both sides of the earth shield through the air.

One path killed toward Lu Ziying, and one path continued to kill toward Xia Daoming.

Just now, she relied on her powerful magic power and the magic treasure in her hand, wanting to crush it directly with power, too lazy to spend the effort to cast changes.

But now that the situation had changed, she naturally had to deal with it with all her strength, no longer being arrogant.

Seeing this, Lu Ziying's expression changed slightly, and a trace of panic finally appeared in her eyes.

At this moment, Xia Daoming had already slashed out through the air.

A tiger claw appeared in the air, falling toward the blade light killing toward him.

Only then did Lu Ziying wake up suddenly, hurriedly pinching the magic formula, and a shield appeared again, barely blocking the golden light killing toward her.

But immediately following was a loud bang!

The shield was slashed open directly by a knife.

The Golden Swift Knife broke through the shield and killed to within half a zhang of Lu Ziying in an instant.

Lu Ziying retreated rapidly, but the Golden Swift Knife was faster.

The golden blade light reflected into Lu Ziying's pupils, and Lu Ziying felt despair in her heart.

The realm difference was two layers, and the other side had a magic treasure in hand.

Whether it was the speed of spell casting changes or the power, Lu Ziying was a big cut inferior.

If the other side was three or four zhang away, Lu Ziying would still have room to retreat and dodge, buying time for herself to cast spells to block the other side's attack.

But just now, the old woman turned one knife into two, making her feel unable to take care of both, and she was a bit flustered for a while.

By the time she reacted, she had already lost the best opportunity to cast spells to block.

Now, she had completely lost the opportunity to cast spells.

However, at the critical moment of life and death, Lu Ziying did not completely give up resistance, and her magic power poured out like it was free, rolling up a gale around her, making a dying struggle.

"Squeak!"

The Golden Swift Knife broke into the gale, making a harsh friction and tearing sound.

The blade energy penetrated her body, and Lu Ziying felt that her thick skin and flesh had been broken, and the magic power in her meridians was stirred like a raging river as the Golden Swift Knife broke into the gale, as if it were going to tear her meridians apart.

Lu Ziying's heart finally fell into endless despair.

"Clang!"

At this moment, a dragon claw appeared, blocking the Golden Swift Knife.

Lu Ziying shuddered and retreated rapidly, widening the distance.

"Stupid! If you let her magic treasure get close, without the buffer time to cast spells, you will definitely die, but I can still block and dodge. At that moment just now, how could you hesitate?" After surviving the disaster, Lu Ziying, who still had lingering fears, heard Xia Daoming's reprimand in her ears.

"Yes, Senior Uncle!" Lu Ziying felt a chill in her heart, solemnly accepting the teaching, while her pair of copper-bell-like eyes stared vigilantly at the old woman who had already retracted her knife and was standing six zhang away.

However, the old woman's gaze did not look at Lu Ziying, but stared at Xia Daoming with a trace of gravity.

"I didn't expect that you, a mere ninth-rank Martial Grandmaster, could have a strike distance of four zhang with your force-transformed attack. It really makes me feel surprised!" The old woman said.

"Old woman, are you scared?" Xia Daoming said with a trace of mockery.

"If I, an old woman, didn't have a magic treasure in hand, I would really be a little scared facing a martial grandmaster like you. But I have a magic treasure in hand, so even if your force-transformed attack can reach four zhang, so what?" The old woman sneered.

Before the words fell, her Golden Swift Knife had already killed toward Xia Daoming.

Seeing this, Lu Ziying immediately stepped forward two steps, pinched the magic formula, and stones the size of a fist, emitting a faint earthy yellow light, appeared one after another in the air, whistling and smashing toward the old woman.

Seeing this, the old woman's expression sank. She didn't turn the Golden Swift Knife, but pinched her five fingers, and the gold-type power was stirred up within a zhang of her, forming a hurricane emitting golden light.

As soon as the stones were rolled into the hurricane, they were all ground into powder.

Seeing this, Lu Ziying's expression changed slightly, but she soon returned to calmness, and then more stones smashed toward the old woman one after another.

"Bang bang bang!"

"Clang clang clang!"

The sounds of stones being ground and exploded by the hurricane and Xia Daoming slashing blade light through the air and clashing with the old woman's Golden Swift Knife rang out continuously in the passage.

Lu Ziying is seventeen years old and has always lived in Jinxiu Valley. Where would she have the opportunity to engage in life-and-death struggles with Qi Refinement experts and compete in spells?

At first, she had mistakes and panic, and even almost lost her life.

But after walking around the edge of death, Lu Ziying became more composed and calm the more she fought.

The earth-type spells she was best at became more proficient the more she used them, and the stones she shot out began to become real and fake—some light and some extremely fierce.

In this way, not only could she save magic power, but she could also keep the enemy's defense at a relatively high level, wasting more magic power.

Watching Lu Ziying grow at an incredible speed in battle, Xia Daoming couldn't help but sigh secretly.

As for Xia Daoming himself, although he was sparring, this could be considered the first time in his life that he had engaged in a serious fight with a Qi Refinement cultivator. As he continued to spar, he had a deeper understanding of the spell changes and casting of cultivators, and he gained a lot.

Lu Ziying was making continuous progress, and he himself had a great harvest.

Therefore, Xia Daoming performed more and more devotedly, even creating several dangerous situations that brushed past the god of death, scaring Lu Ziying until she almost lost her composure, and also making the old woman experience several moods of falling from the cloud of surprise to the bottom of the valley.

Time passed quietly in the fierce fighting.

Seeing that the battle had not been won for a long time and the magic power consumption was great, the old woman's expression became uglier and uglier, but she was helpless.

Lu Ziying's combat power was limited, and she was confident that as long as she was given the opportunity, she would definitely be able to kill her.

But Xia Daoming was a martial grandmaster, and his fighting style was different from that of a Qi Refinement cultivator. His attack speed was fast, and this fellow's force was clearly only at the ninth-rank Martial Grandmaster level, yet he could transform his force through the air at a distance of four zhang, which kept the old woman's heart hanging and she dared not relax her vigilance.

After all, between four zhang and six zhang, it was only the distance of a martial grandmaster's leap.

Originally, she thought that martial grandmaster fighting relied purely on "brute force," consuming huge amounts of power and unable to last long.

Unlike cultivators who can mobilize the power between heaven and earth to cast spells, especially with the help of magic treasures, their own magic power consumption is much less than that of martial grandmasters compared to the power of spells.

As a result, she didn't expect that this fellow Xia Daoming not only had a long attack range but was also very persistent. After fighting for a long time, he was still full of energy, without any signs of exhaustion.

Just as the old woman was fighting and couldn't stop, and was extremely depressed, footsteps came from a passage.

Except for Xia Daoming, the hearts of both sides fighting tightened.

Soon, a young man walked out of the passage alone, surprisingly a fifth-layer Qi Refinement cultivator.

"Haha, Yan Qilin, you came just in time. Quickly help me kill these Lu Clan dog thieves!" As soon as the old woman saw the young man, she couldn't help but laugh wildly, the wrinkles on her face squeezed together, looking a bit ferocious.

Lu Ziying and the others' expressions changed drastically, and their hearts kept sinking.

(End of chapter)