Having cultivated myself into an immortal, all I want to do is raise female disciples.

Immovable as a mountain.

Jiang Yuetian stood like a solid and unshakeable mountain amidst the green flames and ice flowers, his purple eyes brimming with resolute fighting spirit.

The spear tip sliced ​​through the transparent air, creating bursts of frost. Facing the rapidly approaching eerie green shadow, he seemed to show no sign of retreating, or rather—

From that moment on, he became fearless.

Jiang Qinghua roared angrily, flipping the blade with his wrist, the raging flames around him wildly burning away the chill that came from all directions.

At this moment, she transformed into an endlessly spinning whirlwind, unleashing unavoidable slashes from above!

Jiang Yuetian acted almost simultaneously. He didn't even choose to parry, but instead swung the tip of his spear, creating stunning spear flowers, to meet the fierce blade head-on, which was like a hurricane. Even though he was covered in wounds and looked disheveled, he hadn't consumed much spiritual energy in the previous battle.

The intense collision of the magical artifacts caused countless scorching sparks to erupt from the two opposing spiritual energies. The green flames clashed with the blue ice, and the duel between them was the duel between Jiang Yuetian and Jiang Qinghua!

"My cultivation level is above yours!"

Jiang Qinghua, who was almost insane, let out a low roar and then rapidly circulated his immortal-grade spiritual root, trying to memorize his powerful spiritual energy to overwhelm the person in front of him.

however.

Jiang Yuetian remained still, but her wrist twitched slightly.

"Han Qianying."

He spoke softly, and one of the three rings that converged at the tip of the black spear suddenly disappeared.

Jiang Qinghua's expression froze. Summoned by her instinctive feeling of danger, she turned around instinctively—

What came towards her was a giant, azure ice flower powerful enough to crush her body!

The empty air trembled with cold. Jiang Qinghua was certain that she could not withstand the attack head-on. She immediately withdrew and retreated, avoiding the range of the falling ice flowers in an extremely disheveled manner.

The next moment—

The ice flowers fell to the ground, and the shattered ice crystals, like a blizzard on a winter night, instantly covered Jiang Qinghua's vision and erased Jiang Yuetian's figure from the martial arts arena.

"So you never intended to hit from the start..."

Surrounded by clusters of ice crystals, all around was dyed a deep blue—Jiang Qinghua glared angrily. At least she hadn't completely lost her mind and could tell that Jiang Yuetian's use of the first martial skill was just an illusion.

The real attack, however, occurred in…

She suddenly raised her head, and the ice crystals above were pierced by a cold light. The white shadow of the cheongsam fluttered in mid-air—Jiang Yuetian held a long spear, like a war god descending from the sky!

Jiang Qinghua had no choice but to engage in close combat with Jiang Yuetian in this azure ice crystal world.

When it comes to close combat, Jiang Qinghua has absolute confidence. Although it is true that an inch longer means an inch stronger, if it really comes down to close combat, then the scope of her gun skills is definitely not as great as her two short-bladed scimitars.

She soon realized she was wrong.

That's completely wrong.

A long spear thrusts forward.

Slicing through ice crystals and piercing through the wind, the cold glint that flashed like a meteor was Jiang Yuetian's mastery of spear techniques, embodying the spirit of his state of mind. The pitch-black spear blade was the merciless scythe of death, the spear tip moving with extreme speed and precision without the slightest unnecessary movement.

With a swift thrust and a precise attack from a blind spot, Jiang Qinghua had to admit that she had indeed underestimated her second brother.

Currently, she also has to pay a certain price for this.

As she stepped to the side with her right foot, she flipped her short blade again, barely managing to deflect the spear tip that nearly pierced her soft waist, while simultaneously using the force-dissipating technique to adjust her center of gravity.

But Jiang Yuetian didn't want to give her any chance.

A wide-ranging sweep followed, still aimed at Jiang Qinghua's center of gravity, which he had just adjusted and was not yet used to—those calm, watery eyes seemed to be able to see through Jiang Qinghua's center of gravity, and every shot seemed to be deliberately aimed at that spot.

"—Ugh!"

The double-edged assassin knew she couldn't dodge the seamless sweeping attacks, so she could only use the blades to shield herself and prevent further injury.

After all, she was a seasoned cultivator who had been through countless battles. Although there were very few people in the world who used spear techniques, almost comparable to archery, she still had a lot of experience fighting against those who specialized in spear techniques.

clang!

A tingling sensation ran through her arm. She forcefully withstood the sweeping blow thanks to her powerful cultivation level, without even moving her feet an inch.

This was the difference in cultivation level; she felt nothing at all when faced with a shot that should have been a sure thing for her opponent.

I feel nothing at all...?

"what?!"

A sharp, bone-deep pain suddenly shot through her right arm, which was holding the knife. She glanced at it hurriedly out of the corner of her eye and discovered that an indescribable, icy frost was slowly creeping up her skin from where the blades met.

She hurriedly circulated her internal energy, enveloping her right arm in a dark green flame to counteract the pain caused by the frost.

Jiang Yuetian had anticipated this move.

The spear was deflected the moment it collided with the short sword. Using the force of the rebound, his slender body twirled like a dancer, and the black spear swung in a stunningly beautiful dark arc, as if it were about to harvest everything in its path, before sweeping away once more.

Jiang Qinghua, whose attention was drawn to the frost, was already a step too late when she noticed the sudden sweeping attack.

Although her excellent fighting instincts allowed her to dodge at the crucial moment, the backward roll was hardly a graceful move.

Not only that, before she could even steady herself, the spear mercilessly pierced the sound barrier, hurtling forward with a surging wave of energy.

The air mourns, the guns hum softly!

Too fast! Too accurate! Too brilliant!

Every shot was perfectly timed, and every move resulted in absolute dominance!

Cultivation level is completely useless in the face of such spear techniques! Because Jiang Qinghua simply has no idea how to deal with this spear that is as swift and unstoppable as a storm!

Spin! Sweep! Thrust! Slash downwards!

Gunplay - Follow your mood.

With an expressionless face, the purple-haired youth in the white cheongsam wielded his gun just like his cold, aloof expression, giving his opponent no chance to catch their breath. He was like a sharpshooting hunter, currently chasing after that arrogant cheetah.

A spear is a hunting rifle! The hand that wields the spear is the hand that pulls the trigger!

With flawless footwork and unpredictable marksmanship, Jiang Yuetian was like a dancer in this close-quarters combat where his cultivation was suppressed, performing a magnificent and breathtaking rhapsody.

Jiang Qinghua retreated in fear, dodging and trying her best to find Jiang Yuetian's weakness.

—She can't see anything.

What was reflected in front of me, besides the dazzling gunfire, was countless azure ice flowers.

She felt as if she had fallen into an ice cave, with everything around her made of ice crystals, and what was reflected in the ice crystals was the horrific sight of herself being pierced by a spear.

"Why, why!!"

A roar of terror, anger, and resentment burst from her cherry lips.

She stared in disbelief at the man in front of her, the man who was clearly a good-for-nothing in her mind, the man who would never achieve anything after leaving the Jiang family!

She doesn't understand!

"Why are you still better than me?!"

Yes, she had to admit that Jiang Yuetian was stronger than her at this moment.

Jiang Yuetian ignored this completely. Instead, holding the gun in his right hand, he moved forward close to Jiang Qinghua while simultaneously flipping his body, sending the gun in a half-circle sweep towards Jiang Qinghua's leg.

The sweeping motion of the gun blade forced Jiang Qinghua to leap upwards, but as soon as her front foot left the ground, she saw Jiang Yuetian make an unexpected move.

—He actually gripped the spear tightly in his hand and made a throwing motion!

This is……

A look of horror flashed in Jiang Qinghua's eyes, because she saw that the ring on the tip of the spear was missing another ring!

This is a martial arts technique that Jiang Yuetian learned from Yun Ping!

He used it in his last battle against the puppet, but it was easily dodged by the opponent.

This time, on the battlefield where all the sects clashed, he used this martial skill once again.

Throw the spear, and with a piercing force, it shoots out like a meteor!

Its name is—

"A shooting star!"

Light pierces the horizon.

Jiang Qinghua's eyes flashed with endless light. In the mid-air, where it was extremely difficult to adjust her posture, she knew that she had to face Jiang Yuetian's martial arts head-on!

Faced with the rapidly approaching cold light, Jiang Qinghua was no longer willing to hold back. She unleashed all the spiritual energy within her body, gathering it into a ball of eerie green flame tens of meters high, which leaped wildly above her head.

"How could I possibly lose to a piece of trash like you!"

Roar, howl.

Filled with Jiang Qinghua's rage, the surging, hellish green flames expanded to twice their original size, meeting the long spear with a terrifying, sky-covering force.

She refused to accept it! She refused to accept it!

"You piece of trash, just stay down there and behave yourselves!"

She roared—as if this would enhance the power of her martial arts.

Jiang Qinghua stared at the meteor that had filled her entire field of vision with anger and fear. No matter what, she couldn't believe that Jiang Yuetian would have such terrifying strength!

The spear pierced the air.

The jet-black spear transformed into a shooting star, just like the name of the martial art. As an ancient star in the sky that could pierce the curtain of the dark night sky, it possessed a penetrating power that no other martial art could match!

next moment.

Frost condensed on the entire meteor, its starlight clashing fiercely with the eerie green flames. Under the terrifying penetrating force of the spear, the sharp spear instantly pierced through the arrogant, king-like flames!

It was as if a lone assassin with a blade pierced the chest of an arrogant king!

The gun hummed softly!

Although the icy spear pierced through the flames as bright as the blazing sun like a meteor, Jiang Qinghua's all-out attack was not without effect!

There was still a difference in their levels of skill. Although the spear pierced through the blazing sun and penetrated the king's heart, it did not truly harm Jiang Qinghua himself. This was because the spear's speed had been reduced to a level that anyone could dodge, and it only grazed Jiang Qinghua's cheek before flying away.

ended?

The fear on Jiang Qinghua's face gradually subsided, and the corners of her mouth slowly turned up.

She had to admit that the power of this martial skill was indeed beyond her imagination, but the more she used a martial skill that did not match her own cultivation level, the more terrifying the price would be.