Cultivation: I can see the proficiency level

Bai Jiuniang, who had been harassing the Azure Scale Python from the side but hadn't been of much help, sensed the presence of other cultivators after Su Fuyao and Wang Mian quickly killed the giant python.

She darted to a stop beside Wang Mian, and noticing Su Fuyao's hand gripping her fur, Bai Jiuniang did not choose to shake her off.

Wang Mian's reputation for relying on his dog's power spread far and wide, just like the information about Songlintan's ancestors being unearthed. It was no secret that he had a dog demon with astonishing speed by his side.

Having exhausted most of her magical power in order to show off her skills, she was now unwilling to face two Qi Refining Level 6 cultivators alone.

"Fellow Daoist Wang!" Su Fuyao grabbed the dog's fur, his voice full of inquiry.

Wang Mian discovered that several auras at the fourth and fifth levels of Qi Refining had appeared nearby, forming an encirclement that subtly surrounded him and Su Fuyao.

The aura and killing intent firmly locked the two of them. Most of the cultivators could not stop Bai Jiuniang, but it would not be difficult to harass her and delay her escape speed.

Given the current situation, escape seems unlikely.

"Fellow Daoist Su, can you hold off a Qi Refining Level 6 cultivator?" Since he couldn't escape, Wang Mian had no choice but to prepare for the worst and fight to the death to survive.

I never imagined that hiding in this snake-entwined ravine would lead to such a perilous situation.

He understood that in the cultivation world, for resources, magical artifacts, inheritances, elixirs, and spiritual objects, there would always be someone who would strike first to gain the upper hand. However, as the one who was attacked, he was still somewhat resentful.

Su Fuyao nodded: "It's not difficult to stall them, but it's not easy to kill them."

She was now puzzled by the abnormally powerful sword strike Wang Mian had unleashed. Even when she used her body-refining technique with all her might, she could only suppress the snake demon, yet Wang Mian was able to kill it with a single strike.

If she were to use her most powerful methods, she might be able to do it, but that's just a possibility.

Facing a Qi Refining Level 6 cultivator alone, she could only guarantee to hold him off. After all, he was a living cultivator, and his methods were unknown. Moreover, he would assess the situation and wouldn't just stand there and let her attack him.

Both she and Wang Mian were at the fourth level of Qi Refining, close to the fifth level, but not at the fifth level of Qi Refining.

"Safety first, don't be stingy with your trump cards." Wang Mian saw the green-robed cultivator stand up, his eyes bloodshot and filled with hatred as he stared at Wang Mian, a magical artifact already in his hand.

Seeing the murderous intent in his eyes, Wang Mian knew that things would not end well today.

That person even hated him.

First he plotted, then he sent the snake demon. If he hadn't used his strongest move immediately, relying on his sword intent to kill someone of a higher level, he would probably still be locked in a fierce battle.

Faced with the choice of killing someone and the inability to withstand the backlash, Wang Mian was somewhat speechless.

"Alright! Fellow Daoist, be careful too. This person is most likely practicing poisonous arts." Observing the greenish color of his fingers and the dark nails, Su Fuyao reminded Wang Mian to be careful.

The green-robed cultivator remained silent, yet he had already cast a spell. His emerald green magical power lashed out like flying insects, and Bai Jiuniang led Wang Mian and Su Fuyao away from their original spot.

After activating his two protective magical artifacts, Wang Mian rode the Blue Fish Shuttle, focusing on evasion rather than attack.

On the other side, Su Fuyao also began to fight the Qi Refining Level 6 cultivator. The two of them were hiding their heads and revealing themselves, and Su Fuyao realized that the other party was most likely a member of the Ling Shang family.

She has sent a message to her family, instructing them to investigate thoroughly, regardless of whether the other party is a neighbor or not.

The Green Fish Shuttle moved with incredible speed. Wang Mian dodged along the stone wall, but several spells struck him not far behind. He narrowly avoided the spells several times, and a series of booming sounds came from behind him.

Seeing that the spell had failed, the green-robed cultivator attacked with a pair of blood-red forks and threw out talismans, leaving Wang Mian struggling to defend himself.

A level four Qi Refining expert clashed head-on with a level six Qi Refining expert, a difference of a whole grade. Knowing he was no match, Wang Mian could only dodge and then lure the opponent into the thick fog, looking for an opportunity to strike a fatal blow.

With the talismans in his storage bag removed, he now has more than half of his magic power depleted, and only one chance to kill his opponent with a single sword strike.

Seeing Wang Mian disappear into the mountains and into the thick fog, Bai Jiuniang was anxious because the green-robed cultivator had already given chase, but was blocked by several Qi Refining Level 4 and Qi Refining Level 5 cultivators and could not help him.

Despite being injured, Bai Jiuniang killed two Qi Refining cultivators, leaving several bloody wounds on her body from being cut by magical artifacts.

"Fellow Daoist, are you a direct descendant of the Su family?" The cultivator fighting against Su Fuyao spoke gently but was ruthless in his attacks, launching fierce attacks with magical artifacts and spells, showing no mercy whatsoever.

He gradually dimmed the aura emanating from the Great Seal.

Seeing that she was holding a long spear and her body was glowing with a pale purple light, and that she was relying on a magical artifact to protect herself and intend to engage in close combat, those characteristics were consistent with the Su family's physical cultivation.

Su Fuyao remained silent. Seeing that close combat was ineffective, he took out a pill and swallowed it. He then waved his hand and took out several magical artifacts.

"He must be a direct descendant of the Su family, then you can't leave today, fellow Daoist." The Qi Refining Level 6 cultivator muttered to himself, his attacks becoming even more ferocious.

In the mountains.

Wang Mian darted among the giant trees, with the green-robed figure in hot pursuit behind him, closing the distance further and further. He brandished two forked magical artifacts, constantly colliding with the two beams of purple and blue light, sending them flying one after another.

This person seemed to be extremely familiar with the situation in the mountains, making it impossible for him to create any distance. He even took shortcuts along the terrain from time to time, quickly approaching Wang Mian and forcing him to wander around the vicinity of She Chan Ao.

As Wang Mian flew away, he quietly took out two talismans.

Unable to find an opportunity, the crisis grew ever closer, and magical artifacts attacked from the side. Wang Mian was so shaken that his artifacts almost lost their stability. Under such circumstances, he no longer intended to leave any talismans.

He unleashed his magic, throwing out a stack of explosive talismans that landed on the trees along the way, followed by a series of explosions, and the green-robed figure crashed straight into the flames.

When he emerged again, he was enveloped in a divine light.

With another stack of talismans in his hand, Wang Mian continuously unleashed them, intending to deplete the opponent's protective magic artifacts.

A series of explosions rang out in the forest, and Su Fuyao and Bai Jiuniang, who were in the mountain valley, could see a series of red lights and explosions flashing in the mist.

"Have you run out of tricks?" The green-robed cultivator dodged most of the talismans, and the spiritual light of his protective magic artifact dimmed by three points, but his spells and magic artifacts became even sharper, all aimed at killing.

Wang Mian's two protective auras overlapped, and holding a stack of talismans, he quickly turned around to meet the incoming magical weapon, throwing out the thick stack of talismans.

The magical artifact collided with the spiritual light, breaking through one layer, then two layers, before finally striking the golden silk armor.

It felt like being hit by a car. I felt a tremendous force, and my ribs cracked instantly. I crashed through several trees before finally hitting the roots of a tree.

Spitting out a mouthful of blood, Wang Mian took out a talisman and threw it at the figure rushing out of the flames. The person's magical artifact had already lost its spiritual light and crashed directly into the range of the talisman.

His body suddenly stopped.

Wang Mian drew his Jinghong Sword, and Xia Qiu's sword intent suddenly erupted. The two sword intents intertwined and entwined, carrying with them Wang Mian's full magical power, and slashed towards the green-robed cultivator.

In that instant.

The green-robed cultivator felt a surge of killing intent washing over him.

When he rushed out of the sea of ​​fire, he had consumed a lot of his magic power. Before he could activate his protective aura again, he felt that he could not move his body and immediately realized that he had been hit by a talisman.

He circulated his magic power and felt that the restraints would naturally break after two or three breaths; the immobilization talisman could not hold him for long.

However, his opponent gave him no chance, and he kept dodging spells and artifacts like a stray dog. At this moment, the counterattack came unexpectedly, giving him no chance to break free, and the sword move came.

That incredibly strange sword move contained an atmosphere that was impossible to defend against. It had the heat of summer and the chill of winter, intertwined and caused one's soul to tremble and one's spirit to shudder.

He could sense that this sword strike possessed deadly power.

"Fellow Daoist, spare my life!" Unable to break free, facing imminent death, the green-robed cultivator suddenly felt a pang of fear for his life.

He begged for mercy, "Fellow Daoist, I..."

next moment.

The longsword pierced his throat, its sword energy tearing him apart. After the immobilization talisman expired, he could move again, but he could no longer dodge the longsword. The longsword mercilessly tore at him, shredding his heart from top to bottom.

"Fellow Daoist, I will not forgive you!" Wang Mian drew his longsword, and the corpse fell to the ground with a thud.