Yaoguang Fairy Path

She glanced at the battlefield and saw that she had knocked down eight monks, but the remaining enemies were still surging like a tide.

Ye Shuyao's defensive magic weapon was broken, and her clothes were no longer as neat as before. They were stained with the enemy's blood, like blooming red spider lilies on the ground. There were also several deep wounds on her body. Every breath was accompanied by bursts of pain, as if thousands of needles were pricking her nerves.

Thirty meters in front of her, the masked male cultivator in the lead stood in the air like a ghost. His eyes shone wildly through the dark holes in the mask, as if he was admiring a piece of art that was about to break. A cruel smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, as if he was very satisfied with Ye Shuyao's embarrassment.

Ye Shuyao gritted her teeth. This would only put her in a more dangerous situation. She had to find a breakthrough as soon as possible, otherwise, once she was surrounded by the enemy, the consequences would be unimaginable.

She took a deep breath, tried to calm herself down, and thought about a strategy to break out. Ye Shuyao's eyes quickly swept across the battlefield, looking for the enemy's flaws. Suddenly, she found that a cultivator showed a brief flaw during the attack. This was the opportunity she had been waiting for.

She moved, and the Wind-Flowing Step was instantly unleashed, turning into a trailing shadow as she rushed towards the cultivator. The Lightning Release: Chidori followed closely behind, striking directly at the opponent's vital points with the force of thunder.

With a scream, the monk fell in a pool of blood. Ye Shuyao did not stop and continued to look for the next target. At this time, enemies from all sides surged like a tide, and every attack made Ye Shuyao feel unprecedented pressure.

Above the battlefield, the masked male cultivator hovered like a ghost, his eyes narrowed, a playful smile playing on his lips. His gaze pierced through the smoke and dust below, shooting directly at Ye Shuyao, who was struggling to break through.

"Little girl, it's truly rare for you to have such a high level of cultivation at such a young age." His voice was deep and hoarse, as if carrying an alluring charm. "Rather than struggling here in vain, why not surrender? If you're willing to work for me, I can spare your life and even grant you a wider world."

Ye Shuyao heard it clearly, but she did not look up at the male cultivator. Her eyes were firm and sharp, as if they could penetrate all illusions. Her figure shuttled between the enemies, and every time she swung her sword, there was a flash of cold light.

"I don't accept your proposal!" She rejected it coldly, her voice filled with determination and unyielding spirit. "I'd rather die than surrender. Are you kidding me, Ye Shuyao, would bow to the enemy?"

Her words shot towards the male cultivator like sharp arrows, instantly shattering the false atmosphere he had created. A trace of astonishment flashed across the male cultivator's face, but was quickly covered up by a playful smile.

"Oh? That's interesting." He chuckled. "Since you're so ungrateful, don't blame me for being rude."

As his words fell, the enemies around him seemed to have received some kind of order and launched even more fierce attacks on Ye Shuyao.

However, Ye Shuyao showed no fear. She gripped her sword tightly and faced the enemies that were coming like a tide. Her figure danced on the battlefield, and every swing of her sword took the life of an enemy.

The battle became more and more intense, but Ye Shuyao's determination became stronger and stronger. She could not retreat and could only move forward bravely. Only in this way could she fight for a chance of survival.

Bingbing stood on Ye Shuyao's shoulder, her little eyes filled with tears. Thinking that her master might die at the hands of these people, Bingbing's eyes were full of murderous intent, and she wished she could rush out immediately and kill all those people.

Ye Shuyao sensed Bingbing's emotional fluctuations. While wielding her sword and engaging the enemy, she sent a message to Bingbing, "Bingbing, I can still hold on. Now is not the time for you to act. Once you're exposed, our situation will be even more dangerous. Did you see that masked man in the air? I have no idea how powerful he is. If he knew you were the mythical phoenix, we'd have nowhere to escape."

Although Bingbing was unwilling, she had to obey her master's orders. She suppressed her anger and replied through voice transmission, "Master, you must be careful. If you are in danger, even if it means I will sacrifice my last bit of life, I will make those people die with you."

Ye Shuyao shook her head firmly, an unyielding light flashing in her eyes: "It won't come to that."

After saying that, Ye Shuyao took a deep breath. Now she had to rely on her own strength to deal with the current predicament. She slowly closed her eyes and silently recited the third level of Bing Xin Jue - Ice and Snow Coming.

As the spell was recited, the air around her seemed to be frozen. A chill emanated from Ye Shuyao's body. As she swung her sword, pieces of ice flowers were created, freezing the surrounding enemies in place.

The enemies covered by ice flowers, after a brief stiffness, turned into ice sculptures and fell to the ground.

However, the number of enemies was always too large. Although Ye Shuyao temporarily gained the upper hand with the third level of Ice Heart Art, Ice and Snow Descent, her physical strength was rapidly consumed. Soon, both sides fell into a bitter battle again.

The spiritual power in Ye Shuyao's body was like a ignited flame, burning wildly at this moment. She kept waving the sword in her hand. Every strike was as powerful as thunder, and she killed the enemies one by one.

As the battle continued, Ye Shuyao's injuries became more serious. Blood continued to seep out of her wounds, and then was frozen by frost flowers, staining her robes red.

She could only feel her physical strength being rapidly depleted, and every swing of the sword became extremely difficult, but Ye Shuyao did not give up. She just gritted her teeth and continued to fight the enemy with her tenacious will and firm belief.

The situation became increasingly urgent, and Ye Shuyao's breath became weaker and weaker. She gasped and looked around. The five monks and the man in the air were staring at her fiercely, as if ready to launch a fatal attack at any time.

At this moment, a gleam of determination flashed in Ye Shuyao's eyes. She tightly gripped the Bingpo sword in her hand, took a deep breath, and made a bold decision.

His ice marrow shield can last for three breaths. Although it is short, it is enough to change the situation of the battle.

Just as the man in the air was about to attack, Ye Shuyao had an idea. She mobilized the spiritual power in her body and injected it into the five top-grade defensive magic weapons. At the same time, she activated the Ice Marrow Shield to protect her body. The five magic weapons instantly burst out with dazzling light, like five bright stars blooming in the night sky.

With a loud "boom", five magic weapons exploded at the same time, releasing powerful energy.

This energy swept across the entire battlefield like a hurricane, tearing apart the surrounding air. The five monks were so shocked by the sudden energy that they vomited blood and fell to the ground.

The man in the air was also affected by this energy. He swayed and immediately activated his defense to avoid falling from the air. He widened his eyes and looked at Ye Shuyao in disbelief, as if he couldn't believe that this seemingly weak little girl could burst out with such powerful strength.

Ye Shuyao took advantage of this momentary opportunity and disappeared from the enemy's sight in a flash, turning into a shadow. She streaked across the night sky like a meteor, disappearing from everyone's sight in an instant. Her speed was so fast that it was impossible to catch her figure.

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