The people on the earth are all envious of the immortals on the clouds, and they always feel that no matter how much they cultivate, the martial artists are not as good as the cultivators who ride the wind and the sword.

As everyone knows, the high place of martial arts also has a demeanor that ordinary people can't recognize.

As long as the cultivator has enough cultivation power, he will know how difficult a truly strong martial artist is.

Especially after breaking away from the first four realms and reaching the fifth realm, cultivators who are one realm higher than each other dare to fight with martial artists who are one realm lower than themselves. If it is in the same realm, the cultivator will either immediately fight or turn around and leave.

That is to say, if a little master of martial arts meets a little Daozun of the Jindan realm, then the little Daozun is definitely the one who caresses his hands, and the Dao is short and doesn't matter, just say that there is a fight, and there is no comparison between the two at all.

Legend has it that there was once a human master who wanted to find the road to immortality in his later years and took his parents to the sea to visit immortals.

On the way, there is a fairy mountain, and on the fairy mountain is a small sect of cultivation.

Of course, in the cultivation world, they are small immortal sects, but in the face of ordinary people, even if they are children guarding the immortal gates, they are arrogant.

In this way, this immortal sect angered the little sect master powerhouse who was not good-tempered.

The little grandmaster directly lifted his sword and went up the mountain, killing an entire immortal gate and losing his armor.

It wasn't until the end that the old ancestor who had retreated in their sect was alarmed, and only then did he intervene.

That old ancestor was about to break through the fifth golden pill realm and enter the babyless realm in the quasi-great avenue, but he was stunned and inseparable from that little grandmaster.

In the end, in desperation, he separated half of the immortal mountain and gave up many longevity elixirs, and this matter was over.

According to legend, the little grandmaster practiced in Xianshan, martial arts double cultivation, and also achieved a good feat, and now he is also in Xianshan to open a sect, less than a hundred years, the entire immortal mountain left only the little grandmaster a sect.

This matter is known to many people in the cultivation world, and afterwards, many immortal sects are very polite to these human masters who go to sea to visit immortals, and they dare not slack off at all, for fear of provoking the big people they can't afford to provoke, and end up with the foundation of the immortal sect that has worked hard for a hundred years, and it will be ruined.

Agnis had heard some of these legends, but when she was very young, when a wandering fairy told her father that she lacked immortal roots and had no way to become immortals, she hugged her mother and cried for a long, long time.

At that time, she didn't know what martial arts meant, she only knew that her father was a martial artist, and she had to get up to practice martial arts before three watches every day, and she had to go to the top of the mountain in the early morning to breathe, nourish qi and practice, and live a very hard life every day.

In her impression, the immortal should be much more comfortable.

Moreover, she had seen the wandering immortal come to the clouds with her own eyes, and she was also carried by the immortal and traveled thousands of miles of mountains and rivers. Looking at her father again, although the immortal respected her father very much, his father still couldn't fly freely against the wind as he wanted, let alone take her with him.

As the king of Lingguo, as the father of her Anices, this man has always been extremely good.

Agnis didn't think she would be able to surpass her father one day, after all, she was far inferior to her father in terms of hardship.

Father said that Anice's martial arts roots are very good, and in fact, it has proved this, how many people can become masters of the Tang realm at her age.

But Agnis doesn't seem to value such a talent at all.

When her peers were practicing hard, wishing that she would have two more hours a day to boil up her body and cultivate her qi, she always sneaked outside to fish and catch birds after completing her homework.

If she could work harder, she might have been able to enter the middle stage of the church realm by now, or even the level of Dacheng.

There are thousands of thoughts in my heart, and there are more and more feelings.

"Let's back a little more, the boss is still leaning here, and the wind and sand will be stronger in a while. Kuishan kindly reminded.

There was a sudden surge of stubbornness in Anice's eyes: "No, I want to see their battle with my own eyes, even if they are injured, I want to see how strong a martial artist of that height can be." ”

Dali Kuishan looked at the girl in front of him with some confusion.

At this moment, there was no lust in the eyes that looked at her, and he suddenly felt that in addition to that beautiful skin, this girl had something more worthy of his appreciation.

A flying stone fell, and Kuishan turned around, and the Xuanhua plate axe with both hands continued to split, smashing the rocks one after another.

A smile appeared on the corner of Kuishan's mouth: "Since you want to see it, then I will protect you here, don't worry, I won't hurt a single hair of your hair." ”

Agnis nodded gratefully at Kuishan.

Meng Juntong had already fought with Wei Wuji for a thousand rounds at this time, even with her introverted tenacity, blood was already flowing from Meng Juntong's palm at this moment.

Although Wei Wuji had the upper hand, he did not have the strength to crush Meng Juntong at all.

But he enjoyed the feeling of constant battle, he was a warrior, and his favorite place was the battlefield, where he could fight endlessly until he had defeated all his enemies.

But on the real battlefield, there are few opponents who can stand in front of him for more than three snaps of their fingers, and there are even fewer who can fight with others so far.

Martial artists need such combat tempering, especially those with high realms, the reason why the realm cannot continue to improve is because they can't find a suitable opponent to fight to the death.

Their perception cannot be confirmed by their realization, and their cultivation is naturally shackled.

In other words, Wei Wuji and Meng Juntong are now whetstones for each other.

Of course, Meng Juntong has just broken through to the Little Grandmaster, and she does not yet have this need in terms of understanding, but this kind of battle is of great help to her to stabilize her foundation.

Wei Wuji's benefits are much greater, he has been in the Little Grandmaster realm for almost two years, and the perception he should have has reached saturation, and he needs to have a stronger understanding to stimulate him to continue to move forward.

Meng Juntong's tiger mouth was almost unable to hold the Linglan Sword, but these thousands of continuous attacks also made the Linglan Sword invulnerable, and finally a crack appeared.

No matter how strong something is, as long as there is a slight flaw, then its destruction is not far away.

Meng Juntong simply let go of the Linglan Sword and directly ordered it to collide with Wei Wuji with his spiritual power.

"Swordfight! Is that a cultivator?" exclaimed Dali Kuishan, who could clearly see the two of them running and fighting from their current position.

Agnis only felt a shudder, she didn't know that the girl was still a cultivator.

"No, she's not a cultivator. Long Sheng, who was holding the Green Dragon Knife, came to the two of them at some point, and he didn't avoid it, but stayed to watch the battle.