Junior sister took first place again

On the ever-changing battlefield, the confrontation between the Lord of Zebei and the leader of the demons became the focus.

Every flap of the wings was accompanied by the surge of water and frost, bringing not only strong winds, but also countless ice crystals. They quickly condensed in the air, forming sharp ice blades, which attacked the demon leader like a rainstorm.

A trace of contempt flashed in the eyes of the demon leader, and his body suddenly became blurred, as if merging with the surrounding darkness. The ice blade penetrated his body but did not cause any damage.

However, King Zebei was not discouraged. He slapped the ground with his tail, and an even stronger stream of water gushed out from underground. This time, the water not only flowed towards the demon leader, but also formed a huge vortex on the entire battlefield, sucking the demon leader and the surrounding demons into it.

Yiye's figure shuttled through the vortex like lightning, so fast that thousands of eyes could hardly capture his position.

He used his strength and speed to continuously attack the demons that were caught inside. Every attack forced the demon leader to divert his attention to deal with it.

A trace of anger flashed in the eyes of the demon leader, and his body became blurred again, trying to avoid the whirlpool of the Zebi Lord.

But Yiye seemed to have anticipated this. His figure suddenly appeared behind the demon leader, and he used his powerful body to lock the demon leader firmly in place.

King Zebei's tail slapped the ground again, and a powerful stream of water gushed out from the ground, forming a huge water column that rushed straight into the sky.

Under the control of King Zebei, the water column condensed into a huge ice column in a moment, smashing towards the demon leader like a mountain crushing an egg.

The icicles fell at lightning speed, trapping the demon leader in a pincer attack. With no escape, he faced them head-on. The icicles collided with his body with a resounding, earth-shattering roar.

The body of the demon leader was blown away by the powerful impact of the icicle, but he quickly recovered in mid-air. Countless eyes suddenly opened, emitting gloomy curse light in an attempt to fight back.

The demon king showed no fear. His body moved lightly in the air, dodging most of the cursed light. At the same time, his wings trembled again, and an even more powerful storm swept across the battlefield, dispersing the remaining cursed light.

The fierce battle reached a fever pitch, each encounter between the Lord of Zebei and the Demonic Leader frost-filled with endless danger and uncertainty. The Lord of Zebei's water and frost power clashed with the Demonic Leader's curse power, weaving together a dazzling radiance that illuminated the entire battlefield.

"Lingru, what are you waiting for?"

Seeing that the stronghold had almost been taken, it was intercepted by these monsters. The leader of the demons couldn't help but question Lingru during the battle.

Lingru was previously injured by Sect Master Shuyin on the other side of the Tianqian. Before she recovered, she immediately destroyed the formation of the stronghold. She felt that she had done her best and completed the task of the inner demon, so she did not respond when she heard this.

Her figure suddenly disappeared from the spot, and the next moment she appeared on the other side of the battlefield, with a long sword flashing with faint light in her hand.

Lingru's swordsmanship was swift and sharp, and every swing carried a deadly threat, beheading the monks who blocked her way.

"I have fulfilled my duty." Lingru said calmly, "From now on, it's your business."

Her voice echoed over the battlefield. Lingru glanced coldly across the battlefield and turned away.

The demon clan didn't have any concept of their own people, and Lingru didn't like the appearance of these demons. After completing the orders of her inner demon, she should go and do her own thing.

As the lord of Crescent Moon City, Lingru has a lot of things to do now, so naturally she doesn't want to waste time here.

Lingru left this place in the blink of an eye, but did not return to Jizhou immediately. Instead, she went to the front line of the abyss for a walk.

The main thing is that since I'm already here, I might as well go to the front line and take a look at those pretty boys from the Immortal Sect to refresh my eyes.

However, before she flew there, Lingru met Yuan Xi Zhenjun who was coming towards her.

Lingru understood it in an instant. It was obvious that the immortal sect had received news that the stronghold was under siege and sent him hurriedly to provide support.

Yuan Xi Zhenjun on the opposite side also noticed Ling Ru. Yuan Xi Zhenjun stopped and looked over dangerously.

Ling Ru smiled and said, "Why did Yan Xi send Master Yuan Xi to support us? Where is Elder Mu from Xuanling Sect?"

Yuan Xi Zhenjun asked with a smile, "Oh? The City Lord thinks that I am not your opponent?"

"Not really." Ling Ru shook her head and said lightly, "This city lord has played with your fifteenth and sixteenth junior brothers. Their medical skills are indeed good, but their combat skills are only average."

"As Zhuge Yin's fourth disciple, your cultivation and age are much higher than theirs. This city lord wants to test your level."

Hearing her calling the master's name directly, anger flashed in Yuan Xi Zhenjun's eyes. He clasped his hands together and launched the attack first.

The surrounding flames began to condense, forming fire snakes that swirled around his body.

"City Lord, you can try." Before the voice fell, Yuan Xi Zhenjun's body suddenly moved, and the fire snake followed his movement and attacked Lingru.

A hint of admiration flashed in Lingru's eyes. She knew that although Master Yuanxi was an alchemy practitioner, she could tell from one of his moves that his fighting skills were not to be underestimated.

Lingru excitedly wielded a long sword, each swing carrying a powerful demonic energy that cut off the fire snakes one by one.

"Master Yuanxi, although your strength is great, it is still a little short of what it takes to defeat this city lord." There was a hint of provocation in Lingru's voice, and her long sword suddenly burst out with an even stronger dim light, and the sword light slashed towards Master Yuanxi like a streak of silk.

Yuan Xi Zhenjun's expression changed slightly. He could sense the power of Ling Ru's attack. He quickly formed seals with his hands, and streams of aquamarine light surged from his body, merging with the flame barrier to form a more solid defense.

"Bang!" The long sword collided with the defensive barrier, making a deafening roar. Yuan Xi Zhenjun's defensive barrier cracked under the impact of the long sword, but there was no panic in his eyes. Instead, a smile appeared.

"City Lord, you've been fooled!" Yuan Xi Zhenjun's voice suddenly became high-pitched, and a pill suddenly appeared in his hand. The pill quickly melted in his hand, turning into green mist and attacking Lingru.

This green mist is not an ordinary poisonous mist, but a poison pill specially made by Master Yuan Xi. Even a powerful demon will temporarily lose his combat effectiveness once he inhales it.

Lingru's expression changed slightly. She hadn't expected Master Yuanxi to have such a trick up his sleeve. Her long sword quickly returned to defense, forming streaks of blade light that kept the poisonous mist out.

At the same time, her body quickly retreated, out of the range of the poisonous fog.

Yuan Xi Zhenjun didn't take the opportunity to pursue, as the battle with Ling Ru was a protracted one. He waved his hands again, and the flame barrier re-condensed, firmly controlling the poisonous fog in a corner of the battlefield so that it could be used at any time.

"City Lord, the battle has just begun." Yuan Xi Zhenjun fixed his eyes on Lingru, ready to face the next battle.

A trace of vigilance flashed in Lingru's eyes. She knew that Master Yuanxi's elixirs should not be underestimated, especially this special poisonous elixir. Once contaminated, even she might be affected to some extent.

Her figure was as elusive as a ghost on the battlefield, and every movement left a trail of afterimages, making it difficult for Master Yuan Xi to lock onto her true position.

"Master Yuanxi, your elixir does have some secrets." Lingru's voice came from all directions, making it impossible to determine her exact location. "But do you think you can trap me like this?"

Zhenjun Yuanxi frowned. He could feel Lingru's breath wandering around the battlefield. Her movement speed was extremely fast, almost reaching the level of teleportation.

If he fails to find Lingru quickly and deliver a fatal blow, the battle will drag on into a protracted one that is disadvantageous to him.

"Lingru, if you don't dare to fight head-on, don't blame me for being rude." There was a hint of provocation in Yuan Xi Zhenjun's voice. He made hand gestures again. This time, he summoned more fire snakes. The fire snakes circled in the air, forming a huge vortex of fire, covering the entire battlefield.

The flames vortex was so hot that even steel would melt in an instant. True Lord Yuan Xi stood at the center of the vortex, his body enveloped in flames, as if fused with them.

"Master Yuanxi, you are playing with fire." Lingru's voice suddenly rang in Master Yuanxi's ears. Her figure appeared at the edge of the vortex of flames like a ghost. A layer of black demonic energy condensed on her long sword, forming a sharp contrast with the red color of the flames.

"If you think you can defeat me like this, you are totally wrong." Lingru swung her long sword fiercely, and a huge black sword energy slashed towards the vortex of fire.

The collision of sword energy and flames produced a deafening roar that shook the entire battlefield.

Master Yuan Xi's expression changed. He could feel the power of Ling Ru's attack. His flame vortex began to crack under the impact of the sword energy.

"Lingru, you underestimate me." There was a hint of anger in Yuan Xi Zhenjun's voice. He formed seals with his hands again, and the flames in the vortex of fire suddenly became hotter, forming a series of fire storms that attacked Lingru.

Lingru's brow furrowed slightly, sensing the immense power within the flame storm. She swung her long sword again, sending streaks of black energy slashing at the flame storm, attempting to sever it.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The sword shadow collided with the fire storm, making a series of explosions. The nearby battlefield was shocked by this powerful force. Whether it was the immortal monks or the demon warriors, they all paused before continuing the battle.

The storm dissipated, and Master Yuan Xi's face turned pale. His body took several steps back under the powerful recoil force before he could stabilize himself.

Lingru was about to take the opportunity to kill, or at least seriously injure, this disciple of the Bishui Sect. However, at this moment, the situation on the battlefield changed again.

Behind Master Yuan Xi, a group of soldiers from the immortal sect were rushing to support him. The one leading the group was none other than Zhong Yi, who had been training behind Qin Shuang. He was flying towards Ling Ru with a move that combined man and sword, locking onto her position.

Lingru frowned slightly and turned back to Jizhou without thinking.

It’s not that she was afraid of them, but she herself had not fully recovered. She happened to meet Zhuge Yin’s disciple and wanted to avenge the loss she suffered to his master.

Lingru just wanted to end the battle quickly. Now that Zhong Yi had arrived with his men, if she continued to attack, it would be inconvenient for her to leave whenever she wanted.

There is no need for her to fight alone and fight hard. This is not bravery, it is stupid!

"Today's battle has come to an end for now. This city lord will play with you next time." Lingru's voice echoed over the battlefield. The long sword drew a faint light in the air, cutting off the spiritual power that was locking on her, and her figure instantly disappeared from the spot.

Yuan Xi Zhenjun looked at the direction where Ling Ru left, feeling relieved, but also a little unwilling. He knew that if Zhong Yi hadn't arrived with reinforcements in time, he would have suffered a great loss at the hands of Ling Ru.

He turned around to greet Zhong Yi and the Xianmen soldiers who had arrived, ready to face the next battle together.

Zhong Yi was incredibly fast. In his state of unity with his sword, he reached Yuan Xi Zhen Jun's side almost instantly. With a hint of worry in his eyes, he looked at Yuan Xi Zhen Jun's pale face and asked, "Zhen Jun, are you okay?"

Yuan Xi Zhenjun waved his hand, indicating that he was fine: "I'm fine, Lingru has retreated, we will continue to support the stronghold."

Zhong Yi nodded, "Master, why haven't I seen Master Xuansu recently?" Zhong Yi asked as he flew. He remembered that Elder Mu was the main force left in the abyss, and he was also a sword cultivator. Logically, he should have participated in such a war.

Yuan Xi Zhenjun's brow furrowed slightly, his voice carrying a hint of heaviness. "Zhenjun Yuan Xi was seriously injured while secretly investigating intelligence in the abyss. He is currently seeking a secluded location to recuperate. This time, the mission of supporting the base has been entrusted to us."

A hint of surprise flashed in Zhong Yi's eyes. He didn't expect that Master Xuansu was injured.

Although as a relative of the clan leader, he usually has no dealings with Xuansu Zhenjun and his lineage, but Zhong Yi knows the strength of Xuansu Zhenjun. The opponent who can injure him must be extraordinary.

"Master, is Elder Mu's injury serious? When will he recover?" Zhong Yi asked with concern.

Yuan Xi Zhenjun shook his head: "Although Elder Mu's injuries are serious, they are not life-threatening. He just needs some time to recover."

Zhong Yi nodded. He decided to visit Elder Mu after the battle to learn about his specific situation. The two of them chatted as they hurried to the stronghold. They knew the battle there had reached a fever pitch, and they had to arrive quickly to save the situation.

As they approached, the sounds of battle from the stronghold grew clearer. They could see that the battle between the Lord of Zebei and the Demon Leader had reached its most crucial moment, with both sides desperately trying to defeat the other.

Zhenjun Yuanxi and Zhong Yi looked at each other, and their speed increased again. Their figures crossed the night sky like meteors, and they rushed towards the battlefield with firm determination.