C46 (1/2)

When Yang Li and the rest rushed to the battlefield, the disciples on both sides were engaged in a chaotic battle. Powerful fluctuations would sweep out from time to time, and all sorts of brilliant spirit arts would bloom; there would be disciples that would fall down from time to time.

High up in the sky, besides Su Wanqing, there were three other Spirit Realm disciples. One was Yun Ci, and the other two were disciples of the Cloud Mist Sect and the Wind Flame Sect.

This proved that there were many fortuitous encounters in the secret realm. Not only Su Xiaqing had broken through to the Spirit Realm, but Yun Ci and the rest had also had their own fortuitous encounters.

The battle in the sky was intense too, but it was clear that Su Wanqing was stronger. Moreover, Yun Ci and Su Wanqing had known each other for a long time. They worked together, and the advantage was slanted towards the two of them.

When the three of them arrived at the battlefield, they saw the scene in front of them. Their eyes turned red as they charged towards the battlefield below.

”Flame Destroying Sky!” The black flames churned once more as they ferociously charged towards the disciples of the Cloud Mist Sect, as if they were about to burn them all down.

Yang Li continued to linger around the battlefield. He wouldn't be able to participate in the High School's battles, but his cultivation was comparable to the ninth level of the Blood Tempering Stage.

”Hahahaha, I, Wang Dao, will not regret this!” Yang Li suddenly heard a rough roar and turned his head to look. His eyes instantly turned red.

Wang Dao's entire body surged with spirit energy, emitting a shocking red color. This was the sign of self-detonation!

”Bam!”

An explosion sounded as one of the Cloud Mist Sect disciples that were charging toward him was heavily injured. Another disciple said coldly, ”Trash!”

”Nirvana Flames!” Yang Li immediately used his movement technique and fiercely attacked in that direction.

The bright flames formed a straight line, carrying Yang Li's anger as they pierced through at an extremely fast speed.

At this time, a mocking voice rang out, ”The trash of the Sky Mist Sect, at the fifth level of the Blood Tempering Stage, do not stay here any longer! The combined sword technique will definitely be part of it! ”

Two sword Qis intertwined together and fiercely attacked Yang Li, accompanied by a sharp sonic boom and a heart palpitating sharpness.

Second level of the Spiritual Movement Stage! Yang Li felt his cultivation become stronger, and became even angrier.

”Who gave you courage to reach the second level of the Spiritual Movement Stage!?” You dare to challenge me! ”Blood Explosion!” Yang Li directly displayed his bloodline martial art, and the aura from his body gradually rose. Very quickly, he had reached the ninth level of the Blood Tempering Stage.

Yang Li stared coldly at the disciple at the Spiritual Movement Stage. He casted the Floating Light Shadow and his entire body disappeared. When he reappeared, he was already behind the disciple at the Cloud Mist Sect. Under his rage, Yang Li's Floating Light Shadow had broken through to the third realm!

”Go to hell! the flame dragon soars into the sky! ” The Fire Dragon emerged from the spear. Its eyes were deep and deep, with a faint trace of anger in them.

”Roar!”

The fire dragon suddenly let out a deafening roar and charged straight at this disciple. His defensive spirit technique did not have the slightest effect and was smashed into pieces by the fire dragon's head. Following that, a fierce flame erupted and engulfed the disciple.

Yang Li raised his spear and picked up the heavily injured disciple from the Cloud Mist Sect. A cruel look appeared in his eyes as he viciously flung the disciple towards the disciples from the Cloud Mist Sect and the Wind Flame Sect.

”Explode!”

The two people who had received this disciple were blasted away by the explosive power of the Flame God Incantation. Even more of the Cloud Mist Sect disciples had their eyes turn red as they shot towards Yang Li.

Yang Li showed no fear as he charged towards them. He was only at the ninth level of the Blood Tempering Stage, but he was fighting against an enemy at the first or second level of the Spirit Movement Stage.

When the people from the Four Major Sects saw this, they could not help but roar out, ”So what if you're from two major sects? Overbearing! Not fair! ”Dang Dang!”

Spirit arts bloomed as they shot out one by one towards the disciples of the two great sects.

Yang Li also saw the so-called outer sect assassin Xu Ke mysteriously appear next to each disciple of the two great sects. Even though his cultivation wasn't strong enough to kill the other, he was still healing the wounds of the other side.

The charming smile that Feng Yue normally would see on her face had also disappeared now. Her blood-red eyes and bloody green clothes all expressed her anger and killing intent.

”Bam!”

A huge sound suddenly exploded in the sky, followed by an intense fluctuation that attracted everyone's attention.

”Sky Mist Sect!” Qing Yan Sect! Fire Li Sect! Blood Sun Valley! We, the two great sects, will remember what happened today! In the future, there would definitely be a generous reward! Fog and wind, fire! ”Retreat!” A shrill howl came from the sky as a Spirit Realm disciple of the Cloud Mist Sect had one of his arms chopped off, causing blood to flow non-stop.