Aiming for the Immortal Path

"Damn it, did this rat monster see through its disguise?"

Su Twelve groaned and quickly glanced at the three of them.

At this time, Ye Liangchuan had a strong aura around his body, and his cultivation had obviously improved a lot.

As for the three people present, the energy around them was beating rhythmically.

"No, these guys are evil!"

Su Twelve suddenly felt something bad. He raised his hand and held the sharp blade Hate Iron in his hand, and a surge of Haoyuan was injected into it.

"Buzz!"

Immediately, the sharp blade of hateful iron glowed brightly, came out of his hand, turned into a black light, and flew towards Ye Liangchuan.

After his cultivation reached the tenth level of the Qi Refining Stage, Su Twelve not only experienced a surge of true energy in his body, but also experienced a qualitative change in his spirit. Although he had not yet developed spiritual consciousness, he had vaguely touched the threshold.

The stimulation of true energy, combined with the art of controlling objects, is enough to control the magic weapon in the hand to move out of the body within ten feet of the whole body.

"Huh? Ninth level of Qi refining?! You boy is very lucky. You can actually improve your cultivation to the ninth level of Qi refining in just two years!"

Ye Liangchuan raised his eyebrows, and a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes. In the world of cultivating immortals, it is now recognized that the highest level of Qi refining stage is the ninth level.

He did not realize that Su Twelve practiced ancient qigong, and his cultivation level should be at the tenth level of qi refining stage.

Ye Liangchuan groaned, but there was no trace of fear on his face. Instead, the corners of his mouth raised with a hint of amusement.

On the side, Lu Tao, who had a square face and was dressed in blue, even sneered and shouted: "So what if you are at the ninth level of the Qi Refining Stage?! Senior Brother Ye, you are only halfway building a foundation now! Coupled with the Three Talents Formation of Heaven and Earth, this kid will have trouble flying today!"

After saying this, the three of them took action at the same time.

Three flying swords of different shapes were suspended in front of the three people, spinning around and flying towards Su Twelve at the same time.

Before the sword light arrived, spiritual energy intertwined in the air, creating formation marks one after another.

Su Twelve suddenly felt an invisible force covering himself, as if he was trapped in a quagmire.

"Bang!"

Immediately, a red light flashed.

Ye Liangchuan's Fire Cloud Sword was the first to hit Su Twelve's iron sharp blade.

Sparks burst into the air, and the two swords flew into a stalemate with the blessing of their true energy.

Although his strength had skyrocketed, Su Twelve did not dare to be careless when facing Ye Liangchuan. He could clearly feel that the strength of the man in front of him had improved a lot compared to two years ago.

Just the pressure coming from the sword frightened him.

At this moment, the attacks of the other two people also came.

Two sword lights, one green and one white, flashed with a sharp cold light.

The speed of these two swords surprised Su Twelve.

"What a fast attack! It seems that these guys have improved a lot in strength in the past two years!"

Su Twelve raised his eyelids and couldn't help but be secretly frightened.

If he was still as strong as he was two years ago, he would definitely die under such an attack.

But now, his strength is not what it used to be. The tenth level of Qi refining stage is one level higher than Ye Liangchuan, let alone these two people.

Just in time, use them to test my current strength.

As soon as his mind changed, Su Twelve's eyes flashed coldly. Before these two attacks landed on him, an even more majestic surge of true energy broke through the confinement of the formation on him in an instant.

Behind him, the Yuanyang Ruler flew into the air with a whooshing sound.

"Huh~"

A gust of wind centered on Su Twelve and swept in all directions.

As soon as Yuanyang Ruler appeared, it sprayed out a Yuanyang golden flower and a cloud of Yunyang spiritual fire, attacking the round-faced fat man and the square-faced monk in blue.

"What's this?!"

"not good!"

Feeling the powerful spiritual power coming, both of them changed their expressions.

Without thinking, each of them took out a defensive magic weapon, and threw out more than ten defensive talismans with a flick of his hand.

The talisman turned into a stream of light, condensing various defensive shields.

Using so many defensive talismans at once was extremely distressing for the two of them. After all, no one's resources come from strong winds, but in order to save their lives, they don't care about their heartache.

However, in the face of Su Twelve's attack, these defenses were like paper.

"Puff puff……"

Yunyang Spiritual Fire and Yuanyang Golden Flower moved forward and fell on the two of them with a devastating force.

"Well……"

The fat man with a round face and the monk with a square face only had time to let out a scream, and then they were turned into ashes in the fire.

"how come?!"

Ye Liangchuan, who was competing with Su Twelve on magic weapons, saw this and his eyelids jumped wildly.

A cold sweat broke out on his back. Without any hesitation, he suddenly injected a burst of true energy into the Fire Cloud Sword. Immediately, he turned around decisively, abandoned his sword and fled, running quickly towards the direction of the sect.

"Damn! How did this guy become so powerful?"

"His strength is really at the ninth level of Qi refining?!"

Ye Liangchuan was so frightened that he felt like he was dying, and countless incomprehensible thoughts suddenly came to his mind.

"Uh... are you going to kill them now?"

Seeing that these two people had passed away, Su Twelve touched the tip of his nose and was greatly surprised.

He also felt that with the strength of these two people, they should be able to resist it.

His eyes fell on Ye Liangchuan's back, Su Twelve squinted his eyes, swayed, and came to the confrontation between the iron blade and the fiery red flying sword.

His palm was filled with true energy, and he captured the Fire Cloud Sword, and at the same time, he slapped the sharp iron blade with one palm.

"Whoosh!"

The hateful iron blade flew out again and headed straight for Ye Liangchuan at a faster speed.

"No

good! "

Ye Liangchuan was running for his life with all his strength when he suddenly felt a chill on his back and screamed in his heart. He hurriedly reached out and took out two light blue first-class talismans.

The brilliance flows on the talisman, and you can tell at a glance that it is of extraordinary quality.

At the moment of activation, two aqua-blue light masks suddenly transformed, firmly protecting Ye Liangchuan's whole body.

"boom!"

The black iron blade hit the aqua light shield, only breaking through one layer.

On the other layer, there was just one more crack.

Feeling a strong force coming through the defensive shield, Ye Liangchuan was not surprised but overjoyed. With full strength, he used this force to increase his speed by another three points.

At this moment, he was not afraid of getting hurt, he was just afraid of not running fast enough.

As long as he can run into Yunge Sect, he is not afraid of anyone.

The sect has rules, no one dares to do anything or kill people in public in the sect!

Ye Liangchuan ran very fast, his true energy was consumed crazily, and the escape talismans on his body were used by him one after another.

At this moment, he was racing against death.

Behind Ye Liangchuan, Su Twelve narrowed his eyes, swung two fireballs to burn the bodies of the round-faced fat man and the square-faced monk in blue, and then pursued them with all his strength.

By following Ye Liangchuan, he had old and new grudges, and there was no reason to let him run away.

In just one stick of incense, the vague shadow of the Yunge Sect appeared in front of Ye Liangchuan's eyes.

Looking from a distance, Ye Liangchuan's speed did not slow down, but he was secretly relieved.

But the next second, his pupils shrank, his eyes widened as he looked at the figure appearing in front of him, and the figure stopped abruptly.

Su Twelve squinted his eyes, his face was as cold as frost, and the iron blade in his hand gave off an eerie cold light.

He was wearing cloud boots, and he was walking like a shadowless figure in secular martial arts. He was walking on the wind, and his speed was only slightly faster than Ye Liangchuan.

As for the quantity and quality of escape talismans, he would never lose to Ye Liangchuan.