Mountain and River Festival

Chapter 170 Sword Saint White Hair, Old Six Sailing
"Clang!" The ice sword was drawn, pointing directly at Wang Yueshen.

Before Wang Yue could finish his harsh words, a chill had already set in.

He got goosebumps all over and immediately dodged backward. A large cauldron flew down from the void toward Dugu Qingli's head.

magic weapon!

As a teacher at the Pill Academy, he is naturally a Daoist cultivator! The sword energy he just released was a form of magic, not martial arts. Dugu Qingli misjudged the situation, but the sword's momentum did not diminish; instead, it suddenly increased by three points, seemingly defying the laws of physics.

He used his sword to lead the way, disappearing from the area covered by the cauldron like a blur.

"Clang!" The cauldron struck empty air, and Dugu Qingli, leaving a white afterimage, was already at Wang Yue's throat!

Wang Yueshen flicked his finger, and a deflection spell exploded in front of him. Dugu Qingli's sword grazed past him, leaving a bloody mark on his arm.

Wang Yue was covered in cold sweat. Had this girl really not broken through to the third rank?

This sword, so sharp and unparalleled, could easily be classified as a third-rank sword...

The girl passed by and was immediately engulfed in a raging array of flames.

The biggest difference between a third-grade Daoist cultivator and a lower-grade cultivator lies in the fact that lower-grade Daoist cultivators are slow at casting spells and incantations, often needing to use talismans to save time. However, after breaking through the third-grade barrier, they begin to cultivate their spiritual platform, and can instantly cast many spells by silently reciting them in their minds.

Therefore, Daoist cultivators are often suppressed by martial arts cultivators of the same level when they are at a low level, but the gap is leveled off after the third rank, and they have a slight advantage when they go higher.

A third-grade Daoist cultivator should be able to defeat a fourth-grade martial artist instantly, but unexpectedly, Wang Yueshen was the one who suffered minor injuries first.

What was even more unexpected was that Dugu Qingli, who was trapped in the flame array, was completely unaffected. She simply stood in the fire, turned around, and swung her sword again.

Wang Yueshen was quite surprised and drifted away again, eventually taking flight.

A fire dragon began to materialize in his hand, its head roaring and its power raging.

"If you can ignore this fire technique, then try my Fire Dragon Roar?"

Standing in the center of the fire array, Dugu Qingli suddenly raised her head. The incomparably scorching fire dragon roared and bared its fangs and claws as it came. Its aura even seemed to have a bit of a spiritual quality, as if it were a real dragon.

Dugu Qingli's eyes were as calm as a cold river. With a lightning-fast sword strike, she charged straight into the fire dragon.

In Wang Yueshen's eyes, it was as if he saw the head of an ice-blue phoenix, the sword tip like a beak, its long cry soaring to the heavens. The flowing white hair was like the feathers of an ice phoenix. This was the first time Wang Yueshen had felt the beauty of this white-haired woman, a beauty that was breathtaking.

"Crack..." Despite it being a collision between sword energy and flames, it produced a sound like ice crystals cracking.

Spiderweb-like cracks began to spread from the tip of the sword, and the image of the ice phoenix shattered.

Wang Yueshen suddenly realized that his fire dragon had also been completely extinguished. The sword tip was already at his lower abdomen.

"Clang!" At the critical moment, the cauldron reappeared in front of her, blocking the sword. Dugu Qingli flipped back to the ground, and while still in mid-air, she threw another flying sword, which collided with a small sword magic weapon that Wang Yueshen attacked from behind the cauldron. With a "crack", the attacking magic weapon was shattered.

The sword light dissipated, and Dugu Qingli landed back on the ground, standing firmly.

Wang Yueshen was covered in cold sweat.

This sneak attack with a small sword magic weapon, though of average power, represents the most typical difference between the third and fourth rank – a soul attack!

When these two collide, normally the spiritual platform would be directly invaded, and the weaker opponent would be completely destroyed, while the stronger one would at least have to fight it out on the spiritual platform! But when Dugu Qingli's sword rammed into it, the spiritual platform remained as stable as an iceberg, and his magic weapon was almost completely useless!

Is this a fourth-rank official?

What kind of Qi Tuizhi is that? How can he possibly fight against an opponent like that? Dugu Qingli's battle at the restaurant was just like playing with children!
Dugu Qingli, who was usually ruthless and taciturn, suddenly spoke up: "Among alchemists, you are considered strong."

Wang Yueshen: "..."

So you're going to comment on me now?
“Perfect. A third-grade strength, not as strong as a third-grade expert who is skilled in combat, but more like a third-grade expert than those weak alchemists… Such an opponent is simply the most suitable whetstone for me right now.” Dugu Qingli calmly raised her sword and pointed it to the sky: “Master did not lie to me. My path to the third grade is indeed here.”

Wang Yueshen: "..."

Are you crazy? At a time like this, you're thinking about gaining experience and breaking through?
I can't stop playing with you?
I can fly!
Upon realizing this, Wang Yue immediately felt that this was the right thing to do. What he needed to do was deal with Lu Xingzhou. What was the point of getting entangled with a crazy woman here? He could just fly away. She couldn't fly. At most, she could fly on her sword for a short time, but that wouldn't last long. How could she compare to him riding the clouds?

Thinking of this, he directly placed the large cauldron on Dugu Qingli's head, turned around, and rode away on the clouds, heading straight for the center of the desert.

But after flying only a few feet away, a chill ran down my spine.

Turning around in horror, a dazzling white light shot towards them like a meteor striking the moon. The fierce and powerful sword energy was twice as strong as the Ice Phoenix Sword from before, and its bone-chilling cold almost froze the entire space, making their blood and soul nearly freeze.

Even with his profound understanding, King Qiongji could not fathom how a mere fourth-grade cultivator could unleash such a flying sword.

In the midst of the chaos, the cauldron teleported to their front.

With a loud clang, the cauldron, which had remained unmoved despite several clashes, suddenly cracked this time!
The recoil from the force and the explosive attack on her spiritual platform caused blood to trickle from the corner of Dugu Qingli's mouth, but her eyes became even colder and sharper.

"This is your natal magic weapon, isn't it?" Dugu Qingli's voice rang out, and Wang Yueshen was horrified to discover that his spiritual platform had been invaded by this fourth-rank junior. The cauldron was the one he used to refine pills, which he then refined into his natal magic weapon. A natal magic weapon is naturally related to one's life and is directly connected to one's soul.

It was as if a crescent moon was reflected in the sea of ​​souls, its light like a sword piercing the center, stubbornly shining there no matter how I tried to drive it away, as if it had never changed since time immemorial.

The moonlight merely reflects; how can it be moved away?

"Crack!" The ice sword pierced through the cauldron, freezing the entire cauldron inch by inch, and then rapidly shattering.

Wang Yue spat out a mouthful of blood. His magic weapon was damaged, and his spiritual platform was also damaged, just like the moonlight had deeply carved a ravine in his sea of ​​consciousness.

"I already know the wonders of the soul."

The shattered ice crystals from the cauldron flew everywhere, suddenly transforming into sword shapes that hovered in the air, completely surrounding all of Wang Yueshen's paths.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh!" Ten thousand ice swords suddenly erupted, and Wang Yueshen screamed in agony as his body was riddled with holes.

"I am a member of the Dan Academy, you can't kill me at will!" Wang Yue cried out in agony, "Can you bear the responsibility for the conflict between the royal family and the Holy Land!"

"Shut up." Dugu Qingli flashed past, and blood splattered in Wang Yue's throat again. All his words were cut off in his throat, and he fell backward with his eyes open.

The final image is of the girl's back, her white hair flowing, an ice sword pointing diagonally, blood dripping from the tip of the sword, like a poem.

Wang Yue had a sudden realization.

This is a genius with unparalleled talent, a girl destined to walk the path of a sword saint. The direct descendant of Tianyao cannot be regarded as an ordinary person.

She clearly intended to use herself to hone her sword skills, so why did she suddenly go berserk when she was about to fly to the desert? Is there anything more important there than her training and breakthrough?
Wang Yueshen couldn't understand; the world had already fallen into darkness.

…………

After Wang Yueshen's flying sword sneak attack was intercepted by Dugu Qingli, Lu Xingzhou was not in any danger.

Although the sandstorm swept through and the scene was chaotic, the turtles and tortoises were mainly targeting the fire, and everyone was outside the range, so they were able to hold on relatively well.

A'nuo protected Lu Xingzhou from behind to prevent any sneak attacks in the chaos, while Sheng Yuanyao directly grasped Lu Xingzhou's left hand to prevent them from getting separated. Under the protection of the two great protectors, Lu Xingzhou was able to briefly concentrate on controlling the Flame Demon to obtain fire.

The fire seed is also of the dark element, and its properties are very similar to those of the fire demon after it transforms into black flames. It doesn't need to be taken, but rather melted!
He directly merged the fire into himself, thus amplifying his magical power.

The tortoise, having patiently gathered its water elemental power for several years, attacked the fire seed, only to suddenly discover that the fire seed had changed...

A flaming demon with a grin replaced the original fire, its arrogance surging, dispelling all its water elemental power.

"Roar!" The tortoise roared angrily, and its skeletal legs slammed down.

This was equivalent to Lu Xingzhou facing off against the tortoise and the turtle, the most dangerous moment.

At that very moment, a sword, like a celestial being descending from the heavens, pierced straight at Lu Xingzhou's face amidst the raging sandstorm.

A third-rank swordsman!

It's not Chen Yu... Chen Yu doesn't have that kind of strength.

But Lu Xingzhou showed no surprise. The black flames that seemed to be clashing with the tortoise and the turtle dissipated and turned into specks of starlight, which reappeared on the attacker's side when they gathered again.

At the same time, he pressed the armrest of the wheelchair.

The wheelchair suddenly shot downwards like lightning, heading straight for the tortoise.

Having lost its target, the tortoise instinctively charged directly into the direction where the black flames dissipated and then regrouped.

That day, a sword struck the turtle's shell with a "crack," piercing through the seemingly half-mile-wide shell.

"Roar!" The tortoise roared in fury, tumbling in mid-air.

Even though the attacker was stronger than the tortoise, it was forced to temporarily retreat due to the natural size of the creature, and exclaimed in disbelief as it retreated: "Lu Xingzhou, you knew I was here all along?"

Lu Xingzhou, however, had already brought his family to the area beneath the tortoise shell, where the original fire seed had been.

He scoffed at this: "I don't even know who you are... But in a place like the Demon Subduing Domain, where people can lay in ambush in advance, if some people don't even lay in ambush and only plan against my classmates and teachers, then their intelligence is not suitable for the court... I knew from the beginning that there were others."

"Since you know that, do you think this tortoise can stop me?"

With those words, a loud bang was heard, and the tortoise shell shattered into pieces, clearly indicating that the tortoise had been killed by this person.

But around the same time, a crack appeared where the original flame had been, and terrifying magic suddenly surged forth, as if a demon had emerged from within.

Lu Xingzhou, who had been hiding on the side, saw the demon rush out and immediately jumped into the gap with his family: "Please enjoy this demon who escaped from the second floor. My family is going to the second floor for a tour. Goodbye."

(End of this chapter)