Martial Cultivator

With the appearance of the massive snowman, several other huge snowmen also emerged from the wind and snow. This was one of the most basic techniques among qi refiners. Almost every qi refiner learned this method after entering the sect. This magic spell did not require deep study, one would be able to borrow their surroundings after learning the basics.

But unfortunately, when the massive snowman behind Xu Ru appeared between heaven and earth, the flying sword pierced directly through its head. Before the snowman could even make a move, the sword had already impaled its head, causing it to collapse with a crash, turning into a heap of wind and snow.

Xu Ru's complexion turned deathly pale. Since the snowman was connected to his mind, having it destroyed by a single sword strike naturally inflicted severe damage on him as well.

The flying sword did not stop after destroying the snowman behind Xu Ru. It continued to dart around, slicing through other snowmen with its sharp edge, crushing anything it encountered.

Xu Ru spat out a mouthful of blood, his expression ugly. “It's a Great Beyond sword cultivator!”

Qi refiners had many techniques, and many cultivators preferred to avoid them. However, this reluctance usually applied only to cultivators of the same level and did not include those of higher realms, especially not a genuine sword cultivator!

The qi refiners whose snowmen were destroyed turned deathly pale. Their cultivation realms were not high, and if there was only this sword cultivator to deal with, they might have been able to handle it. But now, it was clear that there was more than just a single sword cultivator here.

When the snowman behind Liang Jinjin was destroyed, the skinny monkey had already moved in. He had noticed that among these people, this woman had the lowest cultivation. His only thought was to subdue her first.

However, as he approached, an ice spike suddenly erupted from the ground. He failed to dodge in time and was impaled through the foot. The skinny monkey cried out in pain, and when he looked at Liang Jinjin, his previously composed expression was now replaced with anger.

"Damn bitch!"

The skinny monkey roared in anger, shattering the ice spike. With both hands, he struck at Liang Jinjin, his surging qi crashing against her like waves hitting rocks, accompanied by faint sounds of air being torn.

Liang Jinjin threw out a talisman, which quickly burst into a brilliant light in mid-air. However, this light only managed to delay the skinny monkey for a moment before being torn apart by him. The skinny monkey finally reached Liang Jinjin without hesitation and slapped at her shoulder.

With a loud crash, Liang Jinjin was sent flying and landed in the snow.

Just as the skinny monkey was about to press his advantage and attack further, his body suddenly stiffened. A piercing pain shot through his back, and when he looked down, he discovered a large hole in his chest with a bloody hand emerging from it.

He slowly turned around to see a young demon cultivator behind him, blood dripping from his hand, holding a still-beating object.

The demon cultivator's eyes glowed green, and he crushed the skinny monkey's heart with a casual squeeze.

At the same time, countless other demon cultivators appeared from all directions, surrounding the two parties.

The two parties were surrounded in this place.

Xu Ru's expression turned grim, and he could not help but curse these people silently. They should have left immediately after killing the demons. Staying here would definitely lead to major problems.

The silent sword cultivator acted decisively, retracting his flying sword and sweeping towards the demon cultivators rushing in from all sides. At the same time, he said in a deep voice, “Lay aside grievances for now and unite against the common enemy. Let's get through this first!”

Xu Ru remained silent, only communicating with his junior sisters and junior brothers telepathically, instructing them to leave as soon as possible and not to worry about the fate of these people.

“Junior Sister Liang is seriously injured, she's probably unable to escape.”

The other man spoke up, summoning another snowman to smash at the approaching demon cultivators.

“No matter what, we must take her with us. Without her, no one can find the way. If we return empty-handed, we'll all face punishment according to the sect rules!”

Although this message was still transmitted telepathically, it was directed at his nearby junior brother.

At the same time, Xu Ru threw out several talismans, blocking many of the young demon cultivators around him.

“Senior Brother, if it continues like this, we'll all die here. Junior Sister can't escape!”

The situation was too perilous. The demon cultivators that arrived numbered several dozen. Although most of their cultivation levels were not high, demons naturally had stronger physical bodies. Dealing with them was not easy, especially with a few demon cultivators still waiting and watching from a distance, whose cultivation realms were not low.

Xu Ru glanced at Liang Jinjin, who was still lying on the ground and had not gotten up. He felt troubled. This junior sister had ordinary talent and a low cultivation realm, but she was particularly skilled in a divination technique within their sect. Bringing her along was intended to use her skills to find the place they were looking for. If they abandoned her now, it would be nearly impossible to find those sect ruins later, just like with this group of people.

“Senior Brother, although we rely on Junior Sister Liang, we do have other options... Senior Brother, make a decision quickly. If you continue to hesitate, we'll all die here...”

However, before the words could be finished, one of the other two female qi refiners was approached by a demon cultivator and was directly torn apart.

In an instant, two people were lost on this side.

As for the other side, aside from the sword cultivator whose flying sword was swift and fierce, and had already killed several demon cultivators, the rest of the people were struggling greatly, with more and more deaths occurring. Bright red blood and some multicolored blood began to flow.

Not all demon blood was red, but it was still blood.

The sword cultivator whose cultivation realm was not low glanced at the battlefield and his expression turned somewhat ugly too. His sword qi was severely depleted, and even if he managed to break through the encirclement of these demon cultivators, he would likely be killed by the demons on the periphery who had not yet made a move.

After thinking for a moment, the young sword cultivator approached Xu Ru and the others. When he was close enough, he took advantage of Xu Ru's momentary lapse in attention and directly thrust his sword through the shoulder of the nearby cultivator. Xu Ru immediately spat out a mouthful of blood. With a blank expression, the young sword cultivator struck Xu Ru with a palm, sending him flying towards where the largest number of demon cultivators were.

Xu Ru was instantly engulfed by a horde of demon cultivators.

The young sword cultivator did not hesitate and took to the air on his sword, flying toward the distance.

After escaping from the group of demon cultivators, demon qi surged from the periphery, directly pursuing the young sword cultivator who had fled the battlefield.

However, he was long prepared and unleashed a burst of sword qi to counter the attack.

However, he was still struck by another wave of demon qi and sustained heavy injuries.

Despite this, the young sword cultivator managed to endure and had thoroughly shaken off the pursuing demons. It seemed he might be able to escape.

The demon cultivators who had attacked earlier did not continue their assault, they merely looked ahead. In the distance, another group of demon cultivators had long been lying in ambush.

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The young sword cultivator continued to fly on his sword, but soon he was too weak to maintain his flight and fell into a pile of demon cultivator corpses.

His expression changed drastically as he struggled to get up. Not far ahead, a young man dressed entirely in white stood holding a bloodied white long saber, looking at him.

He was a martial artist.

The young sword cultivator was startled, then became agitated, and exclaimed, “Fellow Daoist, save me!”

At this moment, he did not care whether the person was a martial artist or not, anyone who could save him was fine, even if he had to kneel and kowtow to them.

The young man in white slowly walked toward the young sword cultivator, muttering, “You know, you're more detestable than these demons. Not only did you abandon your companions, but you also didn't hesitate to use your flying sword to kill your own kind. You're truly heartless and ungrateful. Since that's the case, there's no point in keeping you alive.”

The young martial artist stood in front of the young sword cultivator, reached out to press his hand on the young sword cultivator's head, saying calmly, “A person like you, I'm afraid my saber will get dirty if I kill you with it.”

As his voice faded, Chen Chao crushed his head.

Afterward, Chen Chao proceeded to the battlefield.