Xia Yunxiao hit the freeze-dried ground hard, feeling severe pain in his abdomen, the sea of qi exploded, and a large amount of spiritual energy overflowed from his body.
Years of practice were ruined in one day.
All the spiritual energy cultivated into the body returns to nature.
And he also became a useless person.
"No!" Xia Yunxiao was in pain and wanted to live.
He wanted to get up, but he heard a snap and his broken arm was broken for the second time. The pain made him faint.
"What?" Everyone present was shocked.
Xia Yu crippled Xia Yunxiao with just one punch!
Everyone had predicted the outcome. Some people guessed that Xia Yunxiao would win, and some speculated that Xia Yu would win miserably. But no one thought that Xia Yunxiao would be defeated with just one punch from Xia Yu.
On another hill not far away, the camping guard general was stunned and murmured, "How is it possible? Xia Yunxiao's Iron Blood Art..."
City Lord Liu said calmly, "I now begin to believe that Xia Yu practices heaven-level techniques."
"That's right!" Greed flashed in the eyes of the camping guard general again, "It should be a heaven-level skill, otherwise we wouldn't have left like this! City Lord, should we..."
City Lord Liu looked deeply, "I'm afraid we are no match."
"How come?"
At this moment, the top of Hongya Mountain.
After Xia Yunxiao was deposed, the family heads and clan elders were briefly shocked, and greed once again took over their hearts.
"Xia Yu, what you are practicing is indeed not an ordinary skill." The elder of the seventh clan of the Xu family walked out of the crowd, the iron ruler hovering above his head.
He opened his mouth and said again, "You have just entered the spiritual spring, and your strength is so strong. If I guess correctly, it has a lot to do with the basic skills you practice! I wonder what kind of skills you practice?"
His problems are also of concern to everyone.
What kind of technique did Xia Yu practice, and what level was it at?
The elder of the Seven Clans was furious and said sternly, "A boy who has just entered the Lingquan realm, what are you so mad about? I have been in the Lingquan realm for eighty-three years, and now I am at the fifth level of the Lingquan realm!"
"His! Fifth level of the Spiritual Spring Realm!" Everyone present took a breath of air.
Compared with the elders of the Seven Clans, Xia Yunxiao is not good enough.
If Xia Yu wants to defeat the elders of the Seven Clans this time, he is afraid that he will definitely die! What's more, the elders of the Seven Clans still have the iron ruler spiritual weapon in their hands!
"Boy, if you kneel down on the spot, abandon your cultivation, and follow me away, I can keep your family safe!" the elder of the seven tribes said with a cold face.
The other two elders of the Xu family also blocked Xia Yu's escape direction, making it impossible for Xia Yu to escape.
"What if I say no?" Xia Yu patted the storage bag and took out the Spirit Fire Sword.
"Then die."
The elder of the Seven Clan snorted coldly, raised his hand and pointed at Xia Yu, and uttered one true word, "Go!"
Suddenly, the iron ruler above his head turned into a black light and rushed toward Xia Yu.
After cultivating into the spiritual spring realm, practitioners can completely control spiritual weapons and fight with them. This not only ensures their own safety, but also provides more diverse attack methods.
Xia Yu did not release the Spiritual Fire Sword, but held the sword with one hand and fought with Tiezhi in a back-and-forth battle.
Dang Dang Dang!
The sound of metal collision continued. Under the control of the elders of the seven clans, Wu Guang repeatedly attacked Xia Yu from all directions. Xia Yu's steps were dancing, his white clothes were dancing, the spiritual sword and iron ruler in his hands kept colliding, and fire was splashing everywhere.
Seeing such a battle scene, many people were shocked. Xia Yu had just entered Lingquan, and he was able to draw a tie with the elders of the seven clans on the fifth floor of Lingquan. It was simply unbelievable.
But actually they were wrong.
Xia Yu's strength doesn't stop there.
He felt that the power in his body was endless. The emperor-level skills were certainly not something ordinary practitioners could imagine. From the starting point, they were a hundred times higher than these people.
The reason why he didn't defeat Tie Chi in one fell swoop was because he made a new discovery.
The moment he entered the Spiritual Spring Realm, there was an extra feeling in his heart, but the situation was urgent and he had no time to trace the source.
But when he fought against the Iron Ruler, this feeling became even stronger.
"This is..." He was surprised to find that his mind could actually sense the metal bottle.
This metal bottle contains his soul, which came here from the earth, and there has long been an implicit connection between the two.
It's just that Xia Yu's strength has never been enough and he has not entered the spiritual spring realm, so this kind of induction cannot be turned on.
Now that he finally advanced to the spiritual spring realm, he immediately sensed the metal bottle.
The metal bottle was now in his storage bag, but he could sense that the surface pattern of the metal bottle began to change without looking at it.
The pattern on the outside of this metal bottle was originally a cloud pattern, a series of curved arcs, which looked very neat and seemed to be a kind of decoration.
But when Xia Yu entered the spiritual spring realm, Xia Yu was surprised to find that the arc-shaped lines were not clouds, but branches.
Because he saw that on many branches, tiny branches sprouted quietly!
And at this moment, the metal bottle actually conveyed a feeling of "hungry" to his mind.
That's right, it's the feeling of hunger.
Xia Yu couldn't imagine how a bottle could feel "hungry", but he definitely felt it.
And this feeling of hunger becomes more intense when the iron ruler approaches.
"Bottle wants to eat the iron ruler?"
Xia Yu struggled with Tiezhi for a while and finally understood the bottle's desire.
Speaking of which, although this bottle was inherited from his family, there was nothing strange about it when he was on Earth, so he didn't understand what it was and what function it had.
But since he wants this bottle, Xia Yu doesn't mind helping it get it.
At that moment, Xia Yu's movements became faster. Those warriors with inferior cultivation only saw a white shadow flashing and could not even see Xia Yu's movements clearly.
I saw Xia Yu changing from passive to active, and kept taking action with the spirit fire sword in his hand, hitting the key point of the iron ruler every time.
You must know that although this iron ruler is flexible, it is still under the control of the elders of the seven clans. Xia Yu continuously interrupted the control, and the connection between the iron ruler and the elders of the seven clans has also become unstable.
The old man from the Seventh Clan looked livid. He had been using this iron ruler for many years. He had used it since he first entered the Spiritual Spring Realm. When he didn't use it, he would often train and maintain it.
In a normal battle, wherever he points to hit, he is as flexible as the fingers on his arm.
Who knew that in the battle with Xia Yu, a newcomer, he would be a little stretched and difficult to control.
"Asshole! Bigger!"
The elders of the seven tribes decided to use the ultimate ability of Iron Ruler, which is to shoot Xia Yu to death after becoming bigger.
But who knew that Xia Yu would move faster.
Before he gave the order, he slashed the iron ruler with the spirit fire sword, causing it to roll to the ground. Then he followed him and grabbed the iron ruler.
The moment the iron ruler became bigger, he stuffed it into the storage bag...
"What's going on?" The elder of the Seven Clans looked confused.
The connection between him and Tie Chi disappeared.
At the same time, Xia Yu clearly "saw" that after the iron ruler was placed in the storage bag, the metal bottle was like a magnet, snapping and firmly attracting the iron ruler.
The iron ruler was still twisting and struggling at first, but it seemed very weak, and then after two seconds, the iron ruler became silent.
After a few more seconds, the suction between the iron ruler and the bottle disappeared.
The iron ruler was like a woman after that, lying powerlessly aside, motionless; but the metal bottle gave off an aura of "satisfaction".
"What's going on?" Xia Yu was stunned.
At this moment, he really wanted to take out the iron ruler and the bottle and study the truth carefully, but on the battlefield in front of everyone, the important matter has not been resolved yet.
"You bastard, what kind of magic did you use, little beast? Give me back my spiritual weapon!" the elder of the Seven Clans screamed.
Xia Yu smiled and said, "If you kneel down and kowtow to me, maybe I will be kind and return your iron ruler to you."
"Damn it, I'm looking for death!"
After all, the elder of the Seven Clans was at the fifth level of the Spirit Spring Realm, and his attack method was not just an iron ruler. He patted his storage bag again and grabbed a handful of spiritual talismans.
Spirit talismans are consumables, each represents a spiritual stone, and he is usually reluctant to use them.