The gap between the seventh and sixth grades is like a chasm.

The abilities mastered by the sixth-rank monks were far beyond the imagination of the seventh-rank monks.

Although Yun Que used the combat power comparable to that of a seventh-rank martial artist, coupled with the seventh-order tiger demon of Pingshanjun, there was still little hope of defeating a sixth-rank cultivator.

Daomen six-grade foundation building monks, mainly cultivating the inner pill, can cast powerful spells, flying with the sword, and sprinkling water into ice.

A monk of this level can communicate with the aura of heaven and earth, and with the help of the power of aura, he can greatly increase his combat power.

If you can't get close, you will be consumed alive along with the sixth-rank martial artists!

Inside the ice.

Pingshanjun relied on the tiger's strength and was not afraid for a while, but Chang Wei and the blind man were like dying.

The two of them were back to back, trying their best to cut the ice, but the speed of cutting was not as fast as the ice spread.

Chang Wei had more than a dozen wounds on his body, and the blood that flowed out was directly frozen into blood clots, and his eyes were bloodshot, making a crazy decision.

"Blind! You cut the ice! Chang Wei roared.

"I—I'm not going to move alone!" The blind man wailed.

"If you don't move, cut it for me! Lao Tzu fights! Condense the bones! ”

Chang Wei stuck his long knife into the ice in front of him and drank hysterically.

At the dying moment, Chang Wei decided to impact the Seven Rank Refining God Realm!

After so many years of mountain bandit career, in fact, he has not given up his cultivation, he has been working hard to improve his body, and he has already reached the perfection of the eighth grade, and he has begun to impact the seventh grade refining god realm, and has completed the first two steps of advancing to the seventh grade.

Warriors need to go through three stages to impact the seven products, rushing, breaking, and condensing!

Every stage is a difficult hurdle, and the further you go, the more difficult it becomes.

Chang Wei was unsure of the last step of the condensation bone, but he had no way out.

In the face of a six-grade powerhouse, with his eight-grade cultivation, he will definitely die.

Since you must die, it is better to gamble your luck before you die!

If you can reach the Seven-Rank Refining God Realm, you can at least have one more vitality.

The other side of the ice.

Yun Que kept swinging the long knife, digging out a space where he and Mu Qingyao could stay.

But the scary thing is that

When the ice is shredded, it also generates on its own, solidifying quickly and seemingly endlessly!

Yun Que's body was strong enough, and the cold air carried by the ice cube couldn't hurt him for a while, but Mu Qingyao couldn't hold it anymore.

The little lord's eyebrows were covered with a layer of hoarfrost, and his little face was pale from the cold.

You have to get out!

Yun Que's eyes sank, and his whole body was furious!

Ice is a spell.

There is no way to crack it, but there is a way to delay the power of the spell.

That is to use his own extremely strong evil qi to affect the aura of the surrounding heaven and earth, so that the opponent's spells are slowed down.

As long as the speed of freezing is slowed down a little, Yun Que will have a way to rush out.

Really.

As the aurae rises, the rapidly condensing ice slows down.

Yun Que took the opportunity to use the demon knife to open this ice prison out of a passage, and pulled Mu Qingyao to escape.

Seeing Yun Que escape from the ice, the old man was a little surprised.

Soon his eyes flashed with a look of enlightenment, and he said:

"Yes, you are the first eight-rank martial artist who can escape from the ice killing method, such a deep evil qi can indeed reach the level of influencing spells, it seems that you are by no means nameless."

"Of course there are names! Listen up, old guy, this young master is the plum money of Bashan City, you go to Zhiyuan County to inquire, who doesn't know my name! "Yun Que came as soon as he opened his mouth.

If Mu Qingyao's little face wasn't frozen and expressionless, she would have to laugh.

Sure enough, it's half a friend, and it's too happy to sell.

The old man nodded slightly, in fact, he had never heard of it at all.

"It's your turn, dare you leave your name!" Yun Lacks a finger for the old man.

"Red Lotus Sect Fire Candle Messenger, Honghe is also." The old man simply and neatly reported his fame.

Since he recognized Yun Que's ability, the old man named Honghe regarded Yun Que as an opponent.

Leaving a name is a sign of respect for the enemy.

"It's left white again, it's right black again, now there's a red river, is there still a green tree in your Red Lotus Sect?" Yun Que seemed to quip.

As he spoke, Yun glanced at the sky without a trace.

High in the sky, there is a golden eagle hovering.

"It's just a common name, why bother, since you broke the old man's ice killing method, next, let's taste the power of the ice sword." Honghe said and began to pinch the spell.

"Wait!"

Yun Que shouted: "The Fire Candle Envoy must have a high status in the Red Lotus Sect, do you dare to fight with me!" I am protecting the county lord again, and I have to deal with you, and I can't use all my strength. ”

"Haha, good! I'm giving you this chance. Honghe laughed.

Mu Qingyao immediately knew what to do when she heard this, and quickly retreated into the distance.

Seeing Mu Qingyao retreat, Honghe looked at Yun Que and said, "The opportunity is given to you, I hope you have the qualifications to fight with me alone, instead of dying instantly." ”

The trick is pinched between words.

The wind is howling and the cold is rising!

Long swords composed of ice crystals emerged in the void, a whole hundred, whistling and stabbing towards Yun Que, like a terrifying sword rain.

These ice swords are completely composed of spells, and the power of each one is not weaker than that of magic weapons, and it is by no means an idle thing.

Facing the Hundred Dao Ice Sword, Yun Que's pupils instantly turned bloody.

"Blood Pupil!"

With a low roar, a hideous vertical pupil cracked out on the demon knife.

In the burst of blood, Yun Que's figure rushed towards Honghe like a demon beast.

The ice sword was terrifying, carrying great power in the extreme cold, but Yun Que's knife was even more terrifying, and it slashed out a hundred knives almost instantly.

Hundreds of ice swords, all cut off!

Break a hundred swords with one sword!

Relying on the astonishing speed of the martial arts, Yun Que had already reached the enemy's approach after breaking through the ice sword.

Honghe's always steady demeanor suddenly changed.

He couldn't imagine that an eight-rank martial artist could pass through his Ice Sword Peerless Skill so quickly.

You must know that his ice sword spell is enough to compete with any six-rank master!

Although Honghe was surprised, his reaction speed was extremely fast, and he offered a small shield in his hand.

The shield was only the size of a palm, and when it appeared, it immediately transformed into a heavy shield and blocked its body.

At the same time, Yun Quan's knife also arrived.

Rumble!!!

The demon knife slashed at the heavy shield, exploding a dazzling spark.

Yun Que's knife exerted all his strength, and the power was amazing, directly slashing the heavy shield into a bent deformation, and even Honghe behind was hit by his own defensive magic weapon and flew out upside down.

When Honghe stood firm, blood flowed from the corners of his mouth.

"Good!"

Honghe said in a deep voice: "You are not only the first eight-rank martial artist to break through the ice, but also the first eight-rank martial artist who can hurt the old man!" Today, the old man wants to use all his strength to send you back to the West! ”

Honghe's breath swelled as he spoke, and he grabbed three spirit runes at the same time, bursting out three golden rays of light around his body.

Three gold-armored wrestlers appeared in the golden light, like tall guards, guarding Honghe's side.

Honghe didn't dare to be careless.

The blow just now, if it weren't for the timely defense of the heavy shield, almost cut him off.

He had already confirmed that the black-clothed young man on the opposite side was by no means a normal eighth-rank martial artist, and he actually had a combat power that was not weaker than that of a seventh-rank martial artist, or even higher!

Honghe did not hesitate to use the strongest means of defense.

With the strength of his mana, it is enough to wipe out any of the seven grades, but if the body can't be saved, everything will be in vain.

Just as Honghe was about to continue casting spells to deal with Yun Que, Pingshanjun, Chang Wei and the blind man also broke out of the ice prison.

Pingshanjun's tiger body swooped down and bit a gold-armored wrestler beside Honghe.

Chang Wei roared and rushed towards another gold-armored wrestler.

The blind man has no choice but to follow the big boss and rush forward.

Yun Que thought that Chang Wei would have to be kicked away in an instant, because the Golden Armor Lux exuded an extremely strong aura fluctuation, and he was definitely not weaker than a seventh-rank martial artist.

Unexpectedly, Chang Wei went down with a knife, and it was a tie with the giant fist of the Golden Armor Lux.

Yun Que saw Chang Wei's changes at a glance, and said in surprise:

"Seven Grades Refining God Realm! You've made it through! ”

"Haha! Good luck today! The second master took the county lord to go first, and the tiger and I entangled this old ghost! ”

Chang Wei's eyes were bloodshot, and he roared: "Don't forget to ask for credit for me, county lord!" Don't be rewarded, but ask Your Majesty to give me a sinless body! ”

With an innocent body, Chang Wei has the face to go to meet his family under the nine springs.

Mu Qingyao nodded solemnly.

Yun Que immediately made a decision, withdrew and left, carrying Mu Qingyao on his back and fleeing in the direction of Tianqi City.

Yun Que used the power of the demon, and the air waves exploded under his feet, and he ran wildly on the road.

The speed is no less than that of a wild horse, although it can't catch up with a seventh-order demon beast such as Pingshan Jun, it is a few points faster than an ordinary war horse.

In this last stretch of the road, Yun Que did not reserve, and rushed towards the Heavenly Prayer Imperial City with all his strength.

Mu Qingyao only felt that there was wind in her ears, and she couldn't open her eyes.

When Yun Que ran out of less than a stick of incense, the fierce battle at the tea stall had already been decided.

Pingshanjun was hit by dozens of swords, his flesh and blood were blurred, and his bones were broken in several places, and he changed into a humanoid body, dying.

Chang Wei and the blind man were even worse.

The two of them were covered in blood, their skin was open, and they lay motionless on the side of the road.

Honghe snorted coldly and nodded to recall the flying sword.

was besieged by the seventh-rank martial artist and the seventh-order demon beast in close quarters, and he didn't dare to be careless, and it took a lot of effort to kill the opponent.

Yun Que has escaped without a shadow, but Honghe is not in a hurry.

There is still a long way to go from Tianqi City, and an eight-rank martial artist, no matter how fast he is, it is impossible to reach it immediately, as long as he flies with his sword, he can catch up quickly.

Honghe was about to chase down Yun Que and the little county lord, when suddenly his ears moved.

He heard the sound of a flight.

Looking up suddenly, Honghe saw the golden eagle hovering overhead.

Then Honghe's face became ugly.

"Golden-headed eagle, Su Hongshan!"

Honghe knew very well who the golden eagle was.

Since the golden-headed eagle appeared, it means that Su Hongshan, the general of Bashan City, is on his way.

As a sixth-rank monk, Honghe can be said to be able to deal with seventh-rank martial artists and seventh-order demon beasts.

But in the face of a five-grade martial artist like Su Hongshan, Honghe has no chance of winning.

Honghe found it very incomprehensible.

Why is the county lord Lingyun running in front and Su Hongshan chasing behind?

This strange situation really made Honghe really can't figure it out.

He dared to set up an ambush here and intercept the Lingyun County Lord, so he naturally counted Su Hongshan as an escort.

If that happens, there is no need for him to take action at all, because the sect leader is in Eight Mountains City.

He Honghe is not Su Hongshan's opponent, but in front of the sect leader, a five-rank martial artist is not enough.

Just as he was hesitating, Honghe saw a petal falling out of thin air in front of him.

It was the petals of a lotus flower, bright red as blood.

As the petals fell, a woman's deep voice came.

"Stand down, you won't be needed here."

After hearing the voice, Honghe immediately bowed down and said, "Subordinates obey orders!" ”

The petals flutter in the wind and quickly disappear without a trace.

Honghe knew that the sect leader had already taken action personally, and the Lingyun County Lord would definitely not be able to escape this time.

Honghe lowered his head and felt the tremor coming from the ground beneath his feet.

He looked back.

In the direction of Bashan City, a cloud of smoke and dust rose.

A large number of soldiers were hurrying to arrive.

You can vaguely see a black horse in the front, as fast as lightning.

Honghe's eyes were cold.

He took out a large pot of tea from the tea stall and threw it on the road.

"Ice Wall, up!"

Thundered!

Under Honghe's spell, a tall ice wall ten zhang long and one zhang thick was pulled up out of thin air and lay across the road.

Make a good obstacle, Honghe no longer hesitated, stepped on the flying sword and flew away.