Chapter 154
"Clang!" The ice sword was unsheathed, pointing directly at Wang Yueshen.
Wang Yueshen hadn't even finished his harsh words when the chill reached him.
He got goosebumps all over and immediately dodged backward, and a large cauldron flew through the void to suppress Dugu Qingli's head.
Magic treasure!
As a teacher of the Alchemy Academy, he was of course a Daoist cultivator! The sword qi released just now was a form of technique, not martial cultivation. Dugu Qingli had misjudged it, but the sword momentum did not decrease; instead, it seemed to violate the laws of physics, suddenly becoming three points faster.
With the sword leading the person, she broke out of the cauldron's coverage like an afterimage.
"Clang!" The cauldron suppressed nothing, and Dugu Qingli dragged a white afterimage, her person and sword already at Wang Yueshen's throat!
Wang Yueshen flicked his finger, and a deflection technique exploded in front. Dugu Qingli's sword brushed past, leaving a bloodstain on his arm.
Wang Yueshen was covered in cold sweat; had this girl really not broken through to the third grade?
This sharp, unparalleled sword, saying she was third-grade would be no problem at all...
And the girl over there passed by and immediately fell into a violent array of flames.
The biggest difference between a third-grade Daoist cultivator and a low-level cultivator was that Daoist cultivators were slow to cast spells and chant mantras at low levels, often using talismans to save time. After breaking through the third-grade barrier, they began to cultivate the spiritual platform, and many spells could be cast instantly by silently chanting in their hearts with spiritual sense.
Therefore, Daoist cultivators were often suppressed by martial cultivators of the same level at low levels, but after the third grade, it leveled out, and as they went higher, they had a slight advantage.
And using a third-grade Daoist cultivator to fight a fourth-grade martial cultivator should be a level that could be killed instantly, but unexpectedly, he, Wang Yueshen, was the one who suffered a minor injury first.
What was even more unexpected was that Dugu Qingli fell into the flame array and was completely like a person who had nothing to do, standing in the fire and twisting her body to strike another sword.
Wang Yueshen was very surprised and drifted back again, and as he drifted, he simply flew up.
He began to condense the shape of a fire dragon in his hand, the dragon head roaring, and the power was violent.
"You can ignore this fire technique, then try my Fire Dragon Roar?"
Dugu Qingli, standing in the center of the fire array, suddenly raised her head. The scorching, unparalleled fire dragon roared and came with teeth and claws. That momentum even felt a bit spiritual, as if it were a real dragon.
Dugu Qingli's eyes were as quiet as a cold river, and she shot up with a sword, actually rushing directly into the fire dragon.
In Wang Yueshen's eyes, it was like seeing the head of an ice-blue phoenix, the sword tip like a beak, singing as it ascended to the sky. The fluttering white hair was like the feathers of an ice phoenix; this was the first time Wang Yueshen felt the beauty of this white-haired woman, beautiful enough to be breathtaking.
"Crack..." It was clearly a collision between sword qi and fire, but it made the sound of ice crystals cracking.
Spiderweb-like cracks spread from the tip of the sword, and the ice phoenix-like image shattered.
Wang Yueshen realized in a daze that his fire dragon had also dissipated. The tip of the sword was already at his lower abdomen.
"Clang!" At the critical moment, the large cauldron was suppressed in front again, blocking this sword. Dugu Qingli flipped back to the ground, and while still in mid-air, she threw another flying sword, which happened to hit a small sword magic treasure that Wang Yueshen attacked from behind the cauldron. With a "crack," this ambush magic treasure was directly shattered.
The sword light dissipated, and Dugu Qingli landed back on the ground, standing steadily.
Wang Yueshen was covered in cold sweat.
Although the power of this small sword magic treasure was average, it represented the most typical difference between the third and fourth grades—spiritual soul attack!
When the two collided, the conventional result was to be directly invaded into the spiritual platform; a weak opponent would have their soul scattered, and a strong one would at least have to fight on the spiritual platform! But this Dugu Qingli struck directly with her sword, and that spiritual platform was as stable as an iceberg; his magic treasure had almost no effect!
Is this f*cking fourth-grade?
That Qi Tuizhi, how could he fight such an opponent? That battle in the restaurant, Dugu Qingli was completely playing with a child!
Dugu Qingli, who was always ruthless and silent, suddenly spoke: "Among alchemists, you are considered strong."
Wang Yueshen: "..."
Are you commenting on me now?
"Just right, third-grade strength, not as strong as a third-grade powerhouse who is proficient in combat, and more like a third-grade than those vulnerable alchemists... Such an opponent is simply the most suitable whetstone for my sword now." Dugu Qingli calmly raised her sword to the sky: "Master didn't lie to me; my third-grade path is indeed here."
Wang Yueshen: "..."
Are you crazy? At a time like this, you are thinking about training and breaking through?
Can I not play with you?
I can fly!
As soon as Wang Yueshen thought of this, he immediately felt that this was the right answer. What he needed to do was deal with Lu Xingzhou; what was the point of tangling with a crazy woman here? Just fly away; she couldn't fly, at most she could fly with her sword for a short time, which couldn't last long. How could it compare to his driving the clouds?
Thinking of this, he directly suppressed the large cauldron on Dugu Qingli's head, turned around, and flew away on a cloud, heading straight for the center of the desert.
But just after flying a few yards, his scalp felt numb.
Turning his head in horror, he saw a brilliant white light like a meteor attacking the moon, shooting over. That sharp and violent sword qi was even twice as strong as the ice phoenix sword just now. The bone-chilling cold almost froze the entire space, making his blood and soul almost coagulate.
Even with Wang Yueshen's understanding, he couldn't imagine how a mere fourth-grade cultivation could produce such a flying sword.
In a panic, the large cauldron teleported to his front.
With a "clang" explosion, the large cauldron, which had been immovable in several previous collisions, actually cracked this time!
The recoil of the power and the bursting invasion of the spiritual platform made the corners of Dugu Qingli's mouth overflow with blood, but her eyes were even colder and sharper.
"This is your natal magic treasure, right?" Dugu Qingli's voice came, and Wang Yueshen was horrified to find that his spiritual platform was instead invaded by this fourth-grade junior.
The large cauldron was the cauldron he used for alchemy, which he refined into a natal magic treasure. A natal magic treasure was naturally connected to his life and directly linked to his soul.
It was like a crescent moon reflected in the soul sea, the moonlight like a sword, stabbing in the center, no matter how he tried to expel it, it stubbornly reflected there, as if it would never move for eternity.
Since the moonlight was only reflecting, how could it be moved away?
"Crack!" The ice sword pierced through the large cauldron, the entire cauldron body froze into ice inch by inch, and then shattered rapidly.
Wang Yueshen spat out a mouthful of blood; the magic treasure was damaged, and his spiritual platform was also damaged, just like that moonlight deeply carving a gully in his sea of consciousness.
"I now know the wonder of the soul."
The ice crystals of the shattered cauldron flew inch by inch, and suddenly they all became sword-shaped, hanging in the air, surrounding all of Wang Yueshen's paths.
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!" Ten thousand ice swords erupted suddenly, and Wang Yueshen screamed, his body already pierced into a honeycomb.
"I am from the Alchemy Academy, you cannot kill me at will!" Wang Yueshen screamed: "The imperial court and the Holy Land are at odds; can you bear the consequences!"
"Noisy." Dugu Qingli flashed past, blood appeared at Wang Yueshen's throat again, and all his words were cut off in his throat. He fell backward, staring at the sky with his eyes wide open.
The last image was the girl's back, white hair fluttering, ice sword pointing obliquely, blood dripping from the tip of the sword, like a poem.
Wang Yueshen had an epiphany in his heart.
This was the genius talent that suppressed an era, a girl destined to walk the path of a sword saint. The direct descendant of Tianyao could not be judged by ordinary grades.
It was just that she clearly intended to use him to grind her sword and train, so why did she suddenly go berserk when he intended to fly to the desert... Was there something more important over there than her training and breaking through?
Wang Yueshen didn't understand, and the world had fallen into darkness.
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When Wang Yueshen's flying sword ambush was intercepted by Dugu Qingli, there was no danger on Lu Xingzhou's side.
Although the sandstorm raged and the scene was chaotic, the turtle-creature's main attack target was the fire seed, and they were outside the range, so it was still easy to hold on.
A Nuo guarded behind Lu Xingzhou to prevent anyone from ambushing in the chaos, and Sheng Yuanyao directly held Lu Xingzhou's left hand to avoid being separated. Under the protection of the two great guards, Lu Xingzhou could briefly concentrate his spirit to control the Flame Demon to take the fire.
The fire seed was also of the dark system, and its nature was extremely close to the Flame Demon turning into black fire, so it didn't need to be taken, but merged!
Directly merge the fire seed into himself to strengthen his demonic power.
The turtle-creature had been enduring for several years, gathering water elemental power to impact the fire seed, but suddenly found that the fire seed had changed...
A Flame Demon ghost face replaced the original fire seed with a grin, its momentum soaring, driving away all its water elemental power.
"Roar!" The turtle-creature let out an angry roar, and its turtle feet, which had become a skeleton, stepped down fiercely.
This was equivalent to Lu Xingzhou and the turtle-creature clashing, which was the most dangerous moment.
At this moment, a sword like a celestial being flew, piercing directly toward Lu Xingzhou's face in the sky full of sandstorms.
Third-grade sword cultivator!
Not Chen Yu... Chen Yu didn't have this strength.
But Lu Xingzhou had no surprise on his face. The black fire that seemed to be clashing with the turtle-creature dissipated directly, turning into dots of starlight, and when it gathered again, it had already appeared on the side of the attacker.
At the same time, he pressed the armrest of the wheelchair.
The wheelchair suddenly shot downward, heading straight for the turtle-creature.
The turtle-creature was losing its fire seed target and instinctively crashed toward the direction where the black fire dissipated and gathered again.
That celestial sword pierced the turtle-creature's back shell, and with a "crack," the powerful turtle shell, which seemed to be half a mile in radius, was pierced by a sword.
"Roar!" The turtle-creature was furious, rolling in mid-air.
Even though the attacker was stronger than the turtle-creature, under the suppression of this natural size, he had to avoid the edge for a while. While retreating, he made an incredible sound of surprise: "Lu Xingzhou, did you know I was here?"
Lu Xingzhou had already dragged his family to the bottom of the turtle-creature, where the original fire seed was located.
Hearing this, he sneered: "I don't even know who you are... But in the Demon-Suppressing Domain, a place where people can ambush in advance, if some people don't even do this, and only plan against my classmates and teachers, then their IQ shouldn't be in the court... I knew there were others from the beginning."
"Since you knew, did you think this turtle-creature could stop me?"
As the voice fell, there was an explosion, and the turtle shell shattered into pieces. The turtle-creature had clearly been killed by this person.
But at about the same time, a crack opened where the original fire seed was, and terrifying demonic power suddenly appeared, as if a demon head was crawling out from inside.
Lu Xingzhou had been hiding on the side, and seeing the demon head rush out, he immediately dragged his family and jumped into the crack: "Please enjoy the demon head escaping from the second level, Your Excellency. Our family is going to the second level for a trip, see you later."
End of Chapter
