Cheng Yu usually only competes with her fellow apprentices, and has never experienced such a life-and-death struggle. Even though she is also an orange-level chain soul master, she suffers a big loss compared to her opponent in terms of experience against the enemy.
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In less than two rounds of this fight, the opponent has already slapped Cheng Yu's head with his fierce claws. If nothing goes wrong, Cheng Yu will soon have a headache.
The fear of death made Cheng Yu look at the opponent's paws in horror, but he forgot to move his feet.
"Junior sister!" Li Yuanhuan was shocked when he was dozens of meters away. He wanted to come to rescue but was entangled by his opponent. It was already too late!
Bang! The demon soul master felt a numbness in his arm, and the five fingers that turned into claws were shaken to the point where his bones were cracked every inch!
When the demon soul master saw clearly that what was blocking him was a metal broom, he had no chance to see clearly who the owner of the broom was.
A figure rushed over with ten steps taken as one step, using the primary red-level divine soul space skill - shrinking to an inch!
With a snap sound, like a watermelon breaking, the demon soul master's head was swept away by an iron broom, and the flesh and blood sprayed all over the ground, making it very bloody.
Ling Xiao's first attack was so ruthless that Cheng Yu was stunned!
Cheng Yu still didn't wake up from the panic, and stared blankly at the person who saved him - Ling Xiao who was holding a black broom. The black broom was stained with dark red blood, black and red, making the
Ling Xiao looks more like a demon soul master.
Ling Xiao looked ferocious and shouted loudly: "This is on the battlefield, why are you still dazed? Are you waiting for others to save you?"
Cheng Yu bit her lip tightly, as if she was about to bleed. In the blink of an eye, Ling Xiao rushed behind Cheng Yu again and beat the two demon soul masters who came to attack until they were bloody and bloody.
Red filth splattered everywhere.
Cheng Yu suddenly raised his head, his eyes were red, like a wounded lioness: "I don't need you to teach me a lesson, who wants you to save me!"
After saying that, Cheng Yu thrust out his sword with his backhand and pierced the throat of another demon soul master who rushed up.
After the Beimin disciples joined, the battle situation on the field changed drastically. The number of demon soul masters was at a disadvantage, and they were defeated. Except for the two yellow-level demon soul masters who escaped, more than 40 orange-level demon soul masters escaped.
The entire division was killed.
Wang Batian, who was covered in wounds, looked at the more than twenty corpses of his Yangquan disciples, licked his dry lips, and said bitterly to Li Yuanhuan: "Thank you..."
Li Yuanhuan was calm and composed, without any trace of pride on his face: "You're welcome, we are all sects under the Luofeng Valley, and we should help each other."
After that, Li Yuanhuan ignored Wang Batian, turned around, and looked at the pale junior sister Cheng Yu worriedly: "Junior sister, are you okay?"
Cheng Yu resisted the feeling of vomiting and said feebly: "It's okay!"
Suddenly, there was a "bang" sound, and the corpse of a demon soul master exploded on the ground. Blood mist sprayed onto the nearby Beimin sect disciples, quickly corroding the skin of the Beimin sect disciples.
"Ah!" Seeing that their skin began to rot at a speed visible to the naked eye, these dozen Beimin disciples screamed repeatedly, desperately grabbing the spread of ulcerated skin with their hands, and almost fainted.
"Don't catch me!" Ling Xiao shouted urgently, quickly took out several white vials from the soul chain, and quickly poured the powder in the vials onto the ulcerated skin of these disciples.
At the same time, the Linghui Soul Stone on the soul chain on Ling Xiao's chest flashed, and a dozen red rays of light flew out from the soul stone, flying to the wounds of the dozen Beimin Sect disciples, quickly repairing the ulcerated skin.
"This...this..." The dozen or so disciples looked at such a magical scene and almost forgot that they were in so much pain just now.
"Okay." Ling Xiao secretly used the power of his soul to make himself sweat profusely.
It was the first time I used the Qingxin Jue, and I also saved a dozen of my classmates. If I didn’t make myself sweat profusely, what would others think?
Fellow disciples will say that the master is partial, and it is easy to expose some of his strength in front of Wang Batian of the Yangquan Sect, which is not conducive to the newcomer competition in a month.
Even so, Wang Batian still noticed Ling Xiao. Not only because Ling Xiao was the alchemist, but also because Ling Xiao was using the Linghui Soul Stone at this time.
The Beimin sect focuses on cultivating the soul, but Ling Xiao is using the Linghui soul stone at this time, which means that Ling Xiao has chosen to cultivate the multi-soul stone soul chain.
Wang Batian naturally knows the difficulty of cultivating the multi-soul stone soul chain. He also tried it before, but encountered great difficulties and had to give up in the end.
It was obvious that Ling Xiao had successfully refined two soul stones, which had to attract Wang Batian's attention.
"Fortunately, he is not very skilled in using it." Looking at Ling Xiao who was sweating profusely, Wang Batian thought to himself: "It shouldn't be a threat to my brother."
Ling Xiao secretly noticed Wang Batian's relieved expression, and a slight sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.
The disciples of the Beimin Sect looked at Ling Xiao differently. If Ling Xiao hadn't been there this time, a dozen of their fellow disciples would have been poisoned and died.
"Let's go." Li Yuanhuan said: "Brothers from the Yangquan sect, would you like to come to our Beimin sect to have a rest first and wait for your master to pick you up?"
Li Yuanhuan's words were well-intentioned, but in Wang Batian's ears, they were particularly harsh: "No, thank you for your kindness! Humph! Let's go!"
More than twenty Yangquan disciples carried the bodies of their fellow disciples on their backs and staggered away.
Li Yuanhuan was about to leave with the disciples of Beimin Sect when he suddenly heard the disciple of Yangquan Sect who had just left shouting: "Ah!"
Li Yuanhuan and Ling Xiao looked back and saw that Wang Batian and other Yangquan disciples had all disappeared within half a minute, but it was clear that there was a large plain in front of them!
Li Yuanhuan was startled: Where are the people? Where have they all gone?
Ling Xiao narrowed his eyes slightly, probably knowing what happened. However, he was too lazy to say.
For Ling Xiao, it would be better if the Beimin sect is alive, and those annoying guys should just die.
"Li Yuanhuan, are you still there?" Wang Batian's hysterical roar came from not far away.
"I'm here!" Li Yuanhuan was about to rush forward, but Ling Xiao quickly stopped him: "It's dangerous. We'll wait until we understand the situation."
Then, Ling Xiao took a few steps forward and shouted to the empty place in front of him: "Bastard, are you here?"
"Damn you!" Wang Ba roared in a very vicious manner: "Li Yuanhuan, tell that boy Ling Xiao to get out of the way and come and save us quickly. Otherwise, if we die here, you Beimin faction will not be able to get away with it!"
Ling Xiao sneered and said: "Are you threatening us? Senior brother, this man is still so strong, so he must be fine. Let's go back and eat before we come back."
"Don't!" Wang Batian said quickly: "Don't go, I'm begging you!"
Li Yuanhuan glared at Ling Xiao accusingly: "I don't know the importance!"
Ling Xiao chuckled and said: "Elder brother, they just accidentally walked into someone else's formation. We can't go in, otherwise, everyone will enter someone else's formation, and they will only be slaughtered by others.
Share."
Li Yuanhuan frowned: "Formation? What do you think we should do?"
Ling Xiao snapped her fingers: "It's easy, just look at me."
Cheng Yu's expression improved slightly and he rolled his eyes at Ling Xiao: "You're a pretentious guy!"
Ling Xiao didn't take it seriously and shouted in the direction where Wang Batian's voice came from: "Throw out all your crystal stones and I will come to save you."
Wang Batian shouted: "You are taking advantage of the situation!"
Everyone in the Beimin faction also felt that Ling Xiao had gone too far. Li Yuanhuan was trying to persuade Ling Xiao, but Ling Xiao gestured to him to leave it alone.
After a moment of silence, everyone in the Beimin faction saw a large number of red and orange crystals appearing out of thin air and flying towards Ling Xiao. The crystals in the sky were illuminated by the sun, and the crystals sparkled, making them very beautiful.
Li Yuanhuan seemed to understand Ling Xiao's thoughts, and quickly sent out his yellow-level soul power to attach it to these crystal stones.
In addition to being used as currency, crystals are also materials for cultivation. Red-level crystals are stones that have absorbed the power of red-level souls. They have the function of absorbing and storing the power of souls.
As soon as Li Yuanhuan's yellow-level soul power touched these crystals, he immediately controlled the crystals to fall in a straight line on the ground.
The crystal soon disappeared again.
Li Yuanhuan quickly shouted: "Senior Brother Wang Batian, keep walking forward in the direction of the spar!"
Wang Batian and others who were trapped in a red blood mist heard Li Yuanhuan's voice and lowered their heads to look at the ground. A road sign made of crystal stones shining with yellow light clearly pointed in one direction, and everyone even