Dual cultivation makes you stronger, everyone else is a prodigy, and I'm the only one slacking

On the other side, Lu Wanying ran frantically, panting heavily, and glanced back.

She simply couldn't believe it.

This sword arrow has a tracking function? It even tracks!

In her panic, she ran towards Lu Feishuang, and the two collided head-on, as the arrow came after her.

Lu Feishuang grabbed Lu Wanying and leaped away to avoid it.

With a thud, the arrow pierced the ground, creating a large hole.

Lu Feishuang dusted herself off and glared fiercely at Lu Wanying, "You're good for nothing but causing trouble."

Lu Wanying, panting, spoke with a wronged expression:

"That bitch is strange. She has magical treasures on her and is not an ordinary Qi Refining cultivator at all."

At the same time, Yu Luoning retrieved the Phoenix Feather Bow.

Lu Wanying had already run away and disappeared without a trace.

Yu Luoning didn't want to give up, but those two bastards were fighting to the death.

She took a deep breath and abruptly stopped her pursuit.

On the other side, at some point, the collapse of the maze finally stopped, and the surroundings fell into a deathly silence.

Looking around, Yu Luoning saw that the once towering stone walls had all collapsed.

Before me lay a scene of ruins, as if an earthquake had struck. The fissures stretched from the ground into the distance, bottomless and terrifying.

Someone in the crowd was the first to come to their senses and shouted, "Look! The two prodigies from the Li family and the Feng family are still fighting!"

"Are they out of their minds? If they keep fighting like this, both sides will be severely injured!"

"This is going to provoke a war between the powerful families of Beichuan and Nanchuan."

Yu Luoning stood on the outside of the crowd, and her expression paused slightly when she heard these words.

Although she was the one who started the incident, she didn't instigate the two of them to fight.

Are they really going to fight to the death?

Yu Luoning, you overestimate yourself. Nanchuan and Beichuan have always been at odds.

Perhaps they've wanted to fight for a long time, but just haven't found a pretext to start one.

Stop thinking about this and let's go!

Yu Luoning took a deep breath to calm herself down.

She lifted her foot, ready to leave.

After taking two steps, he stopped again.

I stood still and glanced in that direction.

What if things take an unexpected turn?

Regardless of whether Li Yunyu or Feng Qiguang suffers a mishap, she, as the one who ignited the war, cannot escape the fate of being hunted down by both powerful families.

With a sigh, she turned around helplessly and walked towards the two of them.

Amidst the ruins, the two stood facing each other.

The wind carried pebbles and dust, bringing with it a heavy, chilling atmosphere.

The surrounding cultivators spontaneously retreated a large circle, and no one dared to approach.

Yu Luoning stood in the middle of the crowd and could see the two people's condition clearly.

Feng Qiguang's robes were ripped open in several places by the sword energy, and there was a hideous scar on his left shoulder.

Blood had already seeped out, but he seemed completely unaware, still holding the long sword in his hand and standing ramrod straight.

Li Yunyu, on the other side, was in no better condition. There were tiny bloodstains on the corners of his mouth, and a deep wound had been cut into his abdomen, from which blood was constantly seeping out.

His greyish-white eyes stared calmly at the person opposite him, like a bottomless pool of stagnant water.

Both of them were injured, and neither of them showed any sign of stopping.

As Yu Luoning watched this scene, a strange and indescribable emotion welled up in her heart.

We're doomed! They really want to kill each other!

Yu Luoning panicked and was dumbfounded.

She stood there, motionless, her feelings extremely complicated.

Although she doesn't consider herself a gentleman and is somewhat carefree and fickle in matters of the heart, she is definitely not a heartless person.

She never considered choosing either of them.

The path to immortality is long, and she has her own path to walk and her own destination to reach.

That place was too far away, and there were too many people and things she wanted to see there. She couldn't possibly stop for anyone.

They might have some genuine feelings for her at this moment.

But the path to immortality is long and arduous; how could this sincerity possibly remain unchanged?

She was just a passerby in their lives.

Like a leaf, a flower, a gust of wind.

It comes lightly, goes lightly, and is easily forgotten.

Yu Luoning lowered her head and suppressed these thoughts.

She looked up again and saw two figures locked in combat in the center of the ruins.

The wind blew again, stirring up some dust.

She dusted off her sleeves, turned, and left.

But after taking only half a step, he stopped again.

Above the ruins, the two fought fiercely.

The entanglement and collision of sword energy and the power of annihilation created new marks on the shattered ground with each strike.

Dust billowed up, and the surrounding cultivators had long since retreated to a distance.

No one wanted to leave; it was a thrilling battle, a duel between geniuses.

Feng Qiguang raised his hand to deflect Li Yunyu's sword, took half a step back, and regained his footing.

He looked at the person in front of him, his chest rising and falling slightly.

"Li Yunyu".

"Um."

"You are a formidable opponent."

When Feng Qiguang said this, there was no resentment in his tone. He thought that if it weren't for Xiao Guai, they could have become friends. If they couldn't become friends, they would still be rivals worthy of lifelong respect.

Unfortunately, there are no "what ifs," and he wouldn't give up on Xiaoguai.

"You too," Li Yunyu said with a smile.

Dust and magical light waves filled the air like fireworks.

Yu Luoning looked up, and somehow she found herself standing at the very back of the crowd.

A gentle spray of water fell on her face. She reached up and touched her cheek, only to find that it was a drop of blood that had drifted from somewhere.

They may die from bloodshed before this war ends.

Yu Luoning clenched her fists, unable to bear watching any longer.