Green liquid continuously seeped from the wounds on the demonic beast's body, a result of the frantic attacks of tens of thousands of Crossbow Worms. At this moment, when it looked at Zi Kun, a boundless look of fear appeared in its eyes. The centipede-like demonic beast sensed the demonic qi on Zi Kun. The aura from the other party actually made it feel powerless to resist. This was the most terrifying bloodline suppression among demonic beasts.
Only now did An Die know, through the spiritual connection with her companion spirit beast, that the other party actually had another Third-rank demonic beast. It had been in the Spirit-Storing Pouch just now and hadn't been summoned in time. With this, the situation between the two sides was instantly reversed.
Zi Kun seemed not to have heard An Die's words at all. Although he didn't know what had happened, he saw that both Li Yan and Zhao Min were injured. Li Yan had told him to kill the other party. How could he wait for An Die to finish speaking? He clapped his hands together in the air, and in an instant, hundreds of one-foot-long, small purple-flame swords appeared densely in the space on all four sides of An Die.
As the tip of each small sword vibrated, they almost simultaneously emitted a "buzzing" sound and charged towards An Die and the centipede-like demonic beast like a torrential downpour…
The man in the black cloak fled desperately. Even now, he still felt that everything that had just happened was too absurd. His side had been a five-man siege.
'They are definitely not Nascent Soul cultivators. Otherwise, we would have all died in a single encounter. But that male cultivator, with a single move, the old charlatan almost had no chance to resist. I have never heard of such a poison cultivator of the same realm existing. That damned Wusitu actually deceived us…'
The man in the black cloak, while fleeing, thought about Li Yan's strange attack method and at the same time scanned behind him with his Divine Sense. And just at this moment, a mournful and piercing scream came from behind.
"Chen Shengjun… you will die a horrible death!"
The man in the black cloak saw in his Divine Sense, to his astonishment, that another Golden Core level cultivator had appeared in front of An Die. He was shocked. He didn't even have time to carefully check Zi Kun's condition and shot towards the horizon at extreme speed.
In the rain of swords, the sound of explosions shot into the sky. An Die, in her desperation, had also erupted with all her combat power. It was just that as a formation master, she was first-rate at setting up traps and ambushes, but she was not good at fighting people head-on. What's more, her companion spirit beast was now almost trembling with fear, its attack power less than half of its usual. In addition, there was that female cultivator who, although her aura had declined, was standing not far away, her body shimmering with blue light. This made An Die's heart panic to the extreme. She could only grit her teeth and fight with all her might, her heart filled with extreme resentment towards the man in the black cloak.
The fleeing man in the black cloak suddenly felt a palpitation in his heart, a feeling of unease, because he could no longer find any trace of that male cultivator. In just a few breaths, he had already flown more than four hundred li, at a truly lightning speed.
As he was flying, his heart suddenly twitched. This was an instinctive reaction to facing death.
Without any warning, a purple "swimming snake" appeared all over the man in the black cloak's body. With a "clattering" sound, it swam rapidly on the surface of his body. It was the purple fire chain magical treasure he had previously summoned, but at this moment, it had not transformed into a strange lizard again.
With a crisp "ding," a thumb-thick dark light suddenly shot out from the space in front of him and crashed into the rapidly swimming purple fire chain. In the not-so-bright plain, a white spark different from the purple fire exploded, breaking the silence of the surroundings. Then, before he could dodge, another dark light, like a ghost, stabbed towards the back of his head.
The purple fire chain on the man in the black cloak's body swam at an increased speed. With another crisp "ding," it once again blocked the other party's sneak attack.
"Hmph, trying to sneak attack me, truly wishful thinking…"
After consecutively blocking the other party's two sneak attacks, the man in the black cloak's heart was greatly settled. He didn't feel that the other party's attack could break through his defense. But before he could think of counterattacking, the first dark light circled around and attacked again. Then the two dark lights launched a stormy attack. For a time, a continuous "ding ding ding…" sound was heard.
In the dark night, the man in the black cloak's body was constantly dodging, and a series of sparks were ignited all over his body, making it impossible for him to counterattack for a moment, but he was not in any mortal danger.
Three breaths later, Li Yan's figure appeared in the void. He stretched out his hand with a blank expression, and the Gui-Yi Water-Parting Spikes turned into two streaks of dark light and flew back into his hand with a flash.
The man in the black cloak, who had finally stopped in front, also looked coldly at Li Yan.
"You want to kill me? But unfortunately, there are no more opportunities for a sneak attack. But Your Excellency has killed a disciple of 'Heart-Inquiry Temple.' You are dead for sure!"
The purple fire chain coiled and swam around his body, making the man in the black cloak in the darkness look very sinister. Although Li Yan's attack just now was strange, and his speed of pursuit was also astonishing, from its power, it was at most at the level of a Mid-stage Golden Core. This made the man in the black cloak's heart settle a lot. His Divine Sense swept over and found that on the other side, An Die was still struggling hard, and that female cultivator had not pursued.
At this time, An Die had fallen into a desperate situation. In just a few breaths, An Die no longer had any of her previous charm. She was disheveled, panting like a cow, her face as ferocious as a vicious ghost. However, looking at the situation, even if those two wanted to kill An Die, it would take five or six breaths to come over. He still had time to continue to escape.
After sensing the power of Li Yan's attack, the fear that had been brought about by the continuous deaths of two of his companions had actually disappeared a lot.
'I must get rid of this person's entanglement. One blow might be able to seriously injure him, and then I will immediately flee. But the other party is a poison cultivator, so I can only attack from a distance…'
He felt that he had seen through the other party's true strength. He was a true Mid-stage Golden Core cultivator, and he himself was a Pseudo-Nascent Soul realm cultivator. He needed to be careful not to let the other party have a chance to use poison.
And after Li Yan had taken back the Gui-Yi Water-Parting Spikes, he suddenly turned around and sped away in the direction he had come from. This stunned the man in the black cloak.
'He found that he couldn't win alone, so he doesn't want to pursue anymore. But if he just entangled me and waited for the other two to come over, that would be the most reasonable decision…'
The purple fire chain on his body immediately swam even more rapidly. He was also hesitating whether he should counterattack again before the other three had joined forces.
Just as Li Yan's figure was about to disappear from his sight, the man in the black cloak suddenly felt that the purple fire chain on his body was not swimming as smoothly as before. He quickly looked down, and then he let out a terrified scream. The whole body of the purple fire chain had started to turn gray, as if it had been petrified. It had already lost a lot of its spirituality. As it swam slower and slower, the man in the black cloak's exposed arm, after the purple fire chain had slid past, pieces of flesh and blood were falling off like tofu. One of his arms had already revealed a black and gray arm bone. But what was strange was that the man in the black cloak was actually completely unaware of the flesh and blood disappearing from his body.
What terrified him even more was that the wounds on his arm were also rapidly extending upwards on their own. Wherever they passed, the flesh and blood became numb. The man in the black cloak could no longer care about the distant Li Yan. In a panic, he had already communicated with his storage pouch, and immediately, more than ten bottles and jars of various colors flew out…
Li Yan flew back quickly. This time, he was really angry and didn't hold back at all. He had used no less than twenty-five different types of poison on the Gui-Yi Water-Parting Spikes. Every time it collided with the other party's magical treasure, it would leave a different type of poison on the other party's magical treasure. There were those that devoured spiritual power, those that corroded magical treasures and physical bodies, those that seeped into the Sea of Consciousness…
Li Yan's attack also didn't use his full strength. It was enough to just hit all these poisons on the other party's magical treasure. That magical treasure, while swimming rapidly, had spread the poison all over the man in the black cloak's body. The man in the black cloak naturally didn't need to use magical power to isolate his own natal magical treasure all the time. In addition, a lot of his mind was also on Zhao Min and Zi Kun's side. Unknowingly, the poison had already taken effect.
After attacking, Li Yan didn't even have the interest to look at that person again and immediately flew back. He had always been one to end everything in the shortest possible time when fighting with others.
This time, Zhao Min had fought against three cultivators of the same realm. In order to save him, she had killed one of them in less than three breaths, and then had forcibly broken through for several tens of zhang in the next two breaths. She had already burned her essence blood. This was already the last resort for any cultivator, second only to self-detonating the Golden Core.
Of course, Zhao Min had medicinal pills that could stimulate her potential, but unless it was a special medicinal pill of the fifth rank or above, it could not have a greater effect on Zhao Min's now powerful physical body. Otherwise, it was definitely not as direct as burning her essence blood, which stimulated more power. So Zhao Min had adopted the most direct method.
The consequences of burning her essence blood were very serious. The essence blood that Zhao Min had burned in a short breath, judging from her attack power at that time, might have cost her at least thirty to forty percent of her total essence blood. If she had been given another breath, she would definitely have been able to rush to Li Yan's side, but at that time, she would also have been in mortal danger.
All of this made Li Yan's heart ache. With Zhao Min's cultivation, if it weren't for him, those three would definitely not have been able to keep her, and she would basically not have any serious injuries after escaping. But the old Daoist's cultivation method was so strange that Li Yan had no confidence in dealing with it, so he could only wait for an opportunity.
When Li Yan quickly returned to the riverbank, everything was already over. Although An Die had fought back desperately and crazily, she had only lasted for eleven breaths. After the centipede demonic beast was grabbed by Zi Kun by its head and tail and torn into two pieces with a pull and a tear, An Die's mind also collapsed. Soon, she died under Zi Kun's hand, pierced by dozens of small purple fire swords.
When Li Yan quickly flew over, Zi Kun was guarding not far from Zhao Min, and Zhao Min had already taken a medicinal pill and was standing by the river. Her white clothes were still dotted with blood, which was Zhao Min's own blood.
"How are you?" Li Yan came through the air. Before he landed, he had already asked anxiously.
"I'm fine, just temporarily lost my peak combat power!" Zhao Min gently shook her head.
"How are your injuries?" She looked at Li Yan's forehead. Li Yan himself had not yet had time to treat his injuries.
"This is just a flesh wound. It's just the bloodstains from before. It's nothing serious. This is a fourth-rank medicinal pill that replenishes qi and blood!" Li Yan had already arrived at Zhao Min's side. A green jade bottle had already appeared in his hand with a flash of light. And his other hand had already grabbed Zhao Min's snow-white, smooth wrist. A stream of spiritual power went straight into Zhao Min's body.
What Li Yan said was not wrong. The wound on his own head had actually already healed by seventy to eighty percent by itself at this time.
Zhao Min felt a somewhat cool spiritual power directly enter her body. She did not resist in the slightest. It was as if a gentle palm was caressing her inside her body. This made Zhao Min's long, dark eyelashes tremble slightly. Although Li Yan would occasionally pull her jade-like hand, he had never probed her body with his spiritual power. This was almost like exposing her body to the outside.
On the other hand, Zhao Min had used her spiritual power to heal Li Yan's injuries before, but at that time, Li Yan was like a dead person and was completely unaware of it. Since she was a child, no man had ever probed her body with his spiritual power, not even Wei Zhongran. If she was injured, it was always Zhao Zhi who did it.
Li Yan's spiritual power quickly roamed through Zhao Min's body for a round, and then his brows furrowed. Zhao Min's injuries this time were just as he had expected, not as light as she herself had said at all.