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Furthermore, a Soul Sculpting Realm martial practitioner would be able to pour their mind consciousness into the center of the Divine Court acupoint on their forehead, increasing their senses and reaction speed tenfold!
Once one reached the seventh stage of the Spirit Refinement realm, not only would the strength of the body multiply, the Spiritual Strength would also rise to a whole new level. It would be able to pour its consciousness into its eyes, display the《 Fear》, and give off an invisible pressure to others.
This was because the Spirit Refinement Realm cultivator, Spiritual Strength, was stronger, and the power of his perception was also stronger. His five senses and reaction speed had increased by almost twenty times!
"A total of eighteen people are fighting."
Lu Yuankong's eyes quickly swept across the battlefield and immediately judged: "According to his strength, I estimate that there are thirteen experts at the fifth level of Mortality Transcending Stage, four at the sixth level and one at the seventh level. He seems to be injured!"
It was no wonder that after fighting for an incense's time, the Patriarch of the Blood Tiger Gang, Ling Ba, who had a cultivation base at the seventh level of the Mortality Transcending Stage was already injured.
Everyone thought in their hearts.
Ming Yu stared fixedly at the battlefield at the end of his vision. He didn't know why, but he had a faint premonition. He was about to open his mouth to discuss with Lu Yuankong, but Lu Yuankong had already opened his mouth to speak.
"The three of you, follow me in. Yuan Qing, you will be in charge of taking care of the safety of these two young benefactors. Don't let anything happen to them. Do you understand?"
"Yes!" "Eldest Brother!"
The other three immediately cupped their fists in joy. Only the face of the Martial Monk who was called Su Yuanjing instantly drooped.
Why did the other three people train only to find out that it was his bad luck to be the guardian of these two pieces of trash?
What am I missing? Why does Eldest Brother look down on me?
Su Yuanjing tightly clenched his teeth as his cheeks trembled. Although he did not say it out loud, his heart was already depressed to the extreme.
"Yuan Jing, do you understand?" Seeing that Su Yuanjing did not reply, Lu Yuankong asked again in a low voice. As Eldest Brother, he had absolute authority in the crowd.
"Yes." Su Yuanjing did not look at Lu Yuankong. He lowered his head and softly replied. After which, he did not say anything else.
"Alright, let's go."
With that, Lu Yuankong no longer hesitated and brought the three Martial Monk s behind him to the battlefield. A two meter long Dark Iron Rod that weighed a thousand kilograms appeared in his fan-sized right hand, and he charged towards the crowd.
Behind him, three Martial Monk s were also holding black iron rods, but they only weighed five hundred kilograms, but they were still dancing like the wind, fighting against the fighting warriors.
Lu Yuankong and the rest were all from the Martial Monk at the Lianyun Temple. They were proficient in staff and all of their weapons were black iron rods. However, depending on their strength, the material and weight of the black iron rods were different.
"I keep feeling that this matter isn't simple. It's a good time to attack, isn't it?" Ming Yu muttered.
"Shut up!"
Su Yuan was already full of anger, hearing Ming Yu's words he felt even more angry: "How strong is Eldest Brother, what do you know? Just sit there and watch. "
As he spoke, he ignored Ming Yu and looked at Lu Yuankong, who had charged into the crowd.
On the field, under the snow-capped mountain.
Lu Yuankong waved the black iron rod in his hand. His entire body was like a meat tank as he swept away all the warriors at the fifth stage of Mortality Transcending Stage that were blocking his way. His target was the middle-aged man in the blood-red armor, Ling Ba!
"Hehe, I came at the right time!"
Ling Ba's pupils had already shrunk to the point where they were sharp as needles. His observation had opened up and Lu Yuankong's advance was within his expectations. His right shoulder was covered in a large amount of blood, but he still walked towards Lu Yuankong with his head held high.
Lu Yuankong was not afraid at all as his mind rushed into the Divine Court. His five senses and reaction speed instantly increased by twenty times.
In the next moment, his consciousness entered his eyes once again, and his pupils abruptly shrank to the thickness of a needle. An intangible and heavy force swept out, intimidating, opening!
Ling Ba also released his full momentum and clashed head on with Lu Yuankong and the Liu brothers. Just the eye contact and mind fight created a loud explosion in the air.
The confrontation between the Spirit Refinement realm experts was too terrifying!
"Howling Tiger Fist!"
Ling Ba tightened his red-iron gloves and rushed towards Lu Yuankong like a ferocious tiger coming down a mountain. His right fist suddenly punched out! Lu Yuankong did not want to be outdone, so he swung his Dark Wind Staff down on Ye Zichen's head!
"Bam!"
With an explosive sound, the violent shock wave from the Zhen Qi shook the snow in the surroundings into nothingness. Lu Yuankong was actually blown away by a heavy force, and his huge body flipped over in the air before finally standing firmly on the ground.
"Hahahaha …" Ling Ba laughed maniacally.
"You …" Lu Yuankong couldn't help but frown as he looked at the wound on Ling Ba's right shoulder. There was clearly only a pool of blood there, but no more blood flowed out.
In other words, Ling Ba wasn't injured at all.
In addition, the Howling Tiger Fist that Ling Ba used just now was a type of extremely powerful Spirit Level Middle Grade Martial Technique. Having already been trained by Wu Tie to the point of perfection, comparable to the High Grade Martial Technique of Spirit Level, Lu Yuankong was only able to retreat temporarily in one move.
Lu Yuankong stabbed the black iron rod into the ground and shouted with confidence and a cold voice, "Ling Ba, do you think you can beat me like this?"
A hint of laughter flashed across Ling Ba's eyes as he said, "Damned bald donkey, the real show is yet to come!"
After he had finished speaking, he saw that underneath the snow dozens of meters away, there were actually several figures who had come out. They were actually five experts at the peak of the sixth stage of Mortality Transcending Stage who were rushing over.
They were wearing blood-red uniforms and were the super strong martial artists of the Blood Tiger Gang. They didn't expect that Ling Ba wasn't a reckless person. In fact, he had already sent people to ambush them.
They were using the thought of someone trying to steal the Fire Seed to set up a trap here and then just wait.
Because with this method, they had already killed three powerhouses who were at the seventh level of the Mortality Transcending Stage, and looted all their belongings.
When the five Blood Tiger Gang warriors appeared, the balance of the battle was immediately shifted towards the Blood Tiger Gang. As for the rogue cultivators who wanted to snatch the Snow Lotus With Ice Soul, they were so scared that they lost all their momentum in an instant.
In the time it took to take a few breaths, he was killed by a few Blood Tiger Gang experts.
Suddenly, only Lu Yuankong and the three Martial Monk s were left on the field!
Behind the mountainside that was a few miles away, Su Yuanjing had completely witnessed this scene.
At this moment, his face was full of disbelief. The veins on his forehead were popping. He didn't think that this was a trap set up by Ling Ba. This Ling Ba was truly insidious.
"Let's go all out!"
With a low growl, Su Yuanjing was about to rush towards the battlefield, but he was stopped by Ming Yu, "In a fight between experts, even the slightest mistake would be fatal. Right now, your three martial brothers have already restrained Lu Yuankong, if you go forward again, it will implicate Lu Yuankong even more."
Ming Yu's words were not lies at all. A fight between experts at the seventh level of the Spirit Refinement Realm was extremely terrifying. Besides Lu Yuankong, the other four Martial Monk s were only at the Mortality Transcending Stage realm, and none of them had reached the peak.
On the other hand, the Blood Tiger Gang now had five Peak Expert of the sixth stage Mortality Transcending Stage. Adding the two Peak Expert of the sixth stage of the Mortality Transcending Stage from before, the balance of fighting strength was obviously in the Blood Tiger Gang's favor.
Even if Lu Yuankong had the ability to escape from several people, how could he ignore his junior brother?
"Let go of your dirty hands!"
Su Yuanjing threw Ming Yu's right hand away and glared at him. He couldn't stand Ming Yu's words anymore and now he still dared to touch Ming Yu. This made him even more annoyed.
However, Ming Yu's expression gradually turned cold. He wasn't a saint, so he couldn't bear being insulted again and again.
"What did you just say?" Ming Yu asked with a smile.
"I say you're just a useless person who doesn't care about anything. If you didn't come to get in the way, how could Eldest Brother have made the wrong judgement because of his distraction?"
Pointing at Ming Yu's nose, he coldly said, "Besides, Eldest Brother is in trouble now, yet you're spouting nonsense here. I really don't understand, what right do you, a scumbag, have to be with us?"
"Whap."
Ming Yu raised his hand and slapped Su Yuanjing's face, causing him to be stunned. He covered his face and stared at Ming Yu in disbelief, "You hit me?"
"Right, I'll hit you." Ming Yu said indifferently.
Su Yuanjing felt blood rushing to his head. Originally, he didn't want to argue with Ming Yu, but now, Ming Yu had completely angered him and Ming Yu was finished.
He was so angry that he laughed instead. His voice was ice-cold as he said, "Try it again."
Right after he finished speaking, Ming Yu's right hand, which was still in the air, turned around and slapped Su Yuanjing's face again. Immediately, two bright red handprints left on the two sides of Su Yuanjing's face.
"You're courting death!"
However, just as he was about to make a move, he didn't expect Ming Yu to directly grab his right arm and fiercely swing it like a rubber ball. Then, his entire body was flung onto the tree branch and hung upside down on the tree.
Su Yuanjing felt his entire right arm go numb and he was utterly humiliated in his heart!
At this time, Ming Yu's cold voice sounded in their ears, "Watch them from above. None of these Martial Monk s will be hurt."
With that, he turned around and left for the battlefield.
Although grudges and killings in the martial arts world would occur every day and Ming Yu could not interfere completely, Lu Yuankong was a kind-hearted person and Ming Yu would not sit idly by.
"Ming Yu …"
But at this time, Hei Ji called out to Ming Yu, because these Martial Monk people could tell that Hei Ji was disguised as a man with their insight. She simply draped her long hair over her head, tore off the fake beard that was plastered on her upper lip, and restored her attractive looks.
Hei Ji pursed her lips and glanced at Su Yuanjing who was hanging on the tree. She blinked and then looked at Ming Yu with her bright and watery eyes.
Her intention could not be more obvious. She was truly afraid by herself here. Moreover, she did not know what excessively excessive things that Su Yuanji would do to her.
Ming Yu didn't even need to ask to know what was on Hei Ji's mind. He stretched out his left arm helplessly and said, "Ok."
"Yes, yes." Hei Ji immediately leaned over happily. She was then held tightly by Ming Yu's strong left hand.
Ming Yu didn't stay any longer. Carrying Hei Ji, he ran towards the battlefield, which was already burning hot.
Hei Ji didn't know why, but as long as Ming Yu held her tight, she would feel completely at ease.