Mythical Cultivation

Seeing someone coming out, Wu Ming also raised the golden sword and was ready to meet the enemy at any time. As expected, the middle-aged man in purple was the accomplice of the Bilin Snake.

The moment the purple-robed middle-aged man saw Wu Ming, he realized that the young man opposite him was actually an outer sect disciple of the Qingyun Sect. He was stunned at first and subconsciously prepared to run away. Seeing Wu Ming's Qingyun Sect uniform, he mistakenly thought that the Qingyun Sect was chasing him.

But when he swept his spiritual sense, he found that there was only one Qingyun Sect disciple in the middle stage of Qi Refining within a radius of several hundred meters. It turned out that he was scaring himself. Thinking of this, he laughed in anger.

He was a cultivator in the Foundation Establishment stage, but he was almost frightened by a cultivator in the Qi Refining stage. Fortunately, no one knew about it, otherwise he would have been humiliated. However, since this kid was destined to die tonight, he was not afraid of it being spread out.

"Fellow Daoist, is the Bilin Snake your accomplice?"

Although this person was most likely an accomplice of the Bilin Snake, Wu Ming still planned to ask clearly to avoid killing a good person by mistake.

"Yes, what's wrong?"

When the middle-aged man heard Wu Ming's question, he became interested for a moment. After confirming that Wu Ming had just come here by accident, he was no longer in a hurry and replied to Wu Ming's words.

"Since the Bilin Snake is your companion, I believe it kidnapped people at your instruction. In that case, don't blame me for getting rid of this evil."

Wu Ming finished speaking, and with a flick of his spiritual consciousness, the golden sword flew towards the purple-robed middle-aged man. The golden sword shot towards the middle-aged man like a flash of lightning, but the middle-aged man remained unfazed. His expression was filled with playfulness. With a single wave of his hand, a wall of ice appeared before him.

The golden sword hit the ice wall directly, but it was like hitting a solid wall. It did not pierce the ice wall, but instead let out a mournful cry.

Wu Ming took a deep breath when he saw this and blurted out, "A cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Stage?" No wonder the middle-aged man in purple was so calm when facing the golden sword.

The middle-aged man summoned an ice wall with one hand, and with the other, a stream of Qi shot towards Wu Ming. Wu Ming quickly raised his Black Tortoise Shield to block himself, then fled towards the forest without looking back. A loud bang was heard, and the Black Tortoise Shield was also knocked back by the Qi.

"It's too late to realize it now. You can stay here today. Consider it a little interest from me."

The middle-aged man also became a little interested when he saw Wu Ming's reaction.

Qingyun Sect's inner disciple Pan Ning had been hunting him for so long, so it was unfortunate for this outer disciple to have run into him today. Furthermore, his injuries were indeed severe. If he didn't recover quickly, it would pose a threat to his future cultivation.

The middle-aged man did not make any movement, but he suddenly appeared in front of Wu Ming and blocked his way.

"Why, you still want to run away now?"

Seeing the middle-aged man's quick reaction, Wu Ming knew that simply escaping would not work, and he had to find a way.

"Senior, I apologize for my previous offense. Please don't take it to heart. I will apologize to you."

Wu Ming had lived several lifetimes and didn't care much about face. Knowing that this person was a Foundation Establishment cultivator, admitting his mistakes and bowing his head was nothing. Life and property were paramount, so he had to stay alive. He would avenge any grudges and grievances he had suffered.

Unfortunately, Wu Ming didn't know that the middle-aged man opposite him had fallen into this situation because of his senior brother from Qingyun Sect, so an apology was of no use.

"Haha, I thought all of you Qingyun Sect disciples were arrogant, but I didn't expect you to be so cowardly. Youngster, you're unlucky to have met me today."

After hearing what the middle-aged man said, Wu Ming finally understood. It turned out that this person knew that he was from Qingyun Sect at the first sight, and he was so kind to him. It seemed that he was someone who had a grudge against the sect. He was afraid that he would fight to the death today.

Thinking of this, Wu Ming also took out the Qingyun Sword and the Shanhe Inkstone, and both magical weapons rushed towards the middle-aged man. He also took out a few talismans from the storage bag, which were the Lihuo Talisman and the Vajra Talisman.

Against a Foundation Establishment cultivator, first-tier talismans were completely useless, leaving only second-tier talismans to be effective. The Diamond Talisman was used for defense, while the Fire Talisman was used for attack. As a high-level second-tier talisman, the Fire Talisman was likely to cause trouble for the middle-aged cultivator.

Seeing that Wu Ming had stopped running, the middle-aged man also planned to capture Wu Ming alive, because the medicine man used to heal injuries is most effective when he is alive. Seeing the two magic weapons attacking him, he didn't care too much. Although he could only exert 20% to 30% of his original strength, he was not a match for any Qi Refining cultivator.

With one hand, he pinched his fingers, and a shield of light enveloped him. It was a high-level curved light shield, providing 360-degree defense. With his other hand, he slapped his storage bag, and a long, blood-red whip flew out. It was the Weeping Blood Whip, a weapon refined by all Blood Demon Sect cultivators, much like the Qingyun Sword, which all Qingyun Sect cultivators possessed.

The reason for using this high-level magic weapon was because the middle-aged man did not want to use a more powerful magic weapon, so as to avoid using too much force and directly killing Wu Ming, which would greatly reduce the healing effect.

The Blood Whip is made from the blood evil in the blood and a spiritual vine that has grown in the blood pool for hundreds of years. It can not only be used to attack the enemy, but the blood evil on the whip can also contaminate the opponent's magic weapon. It can also be used to trap the enemy and entangle the enemy.

The Golden Sword and the Mountain and River Inkstone repeatedly clashed with the middle-aged man's light shield, sending ripples across it. It seemed it would take dozens of breaths to break it, but time was running out. Without a second thought, Wu Ming unleashed a Fire Separation Talisman. It instantly transformed into a massive flame that pounced upon the light shield. Wherever it passed, century-old trees and rocks vaporized, and a scorching smell filled the air.

"The Fire Separation Talisman? My family is wealthy, but what good is it to me? The Fire Separation Talisman's power is equivalent to a strike from a mid-to-late stage Foundation Establishment cultivator, but he's actually a Foundation Establishment cultivator. Although his injury only allows him to exert a third of his strength, a mere talisman equivalent to a strike from a Foundation Establishment cultivator versus a genuine Foundation Establishment cultivator is like a fake encountering a real Li Kui.

Although the middle-aged man disdained the Fire Separation Talisman in his heart, his body was still very honest. He knew that the light shield he casually set up could not block the Fire Separation Talisman, so he set up three light shields in front of him. If his own defensive magic weapon had not been damaged in the fight with Pan Ning, an inner disciple of Qingyun Sect, and he had been chased and had no time to repair it, he would not have to set up several defenses now.

However, after seeing Wu Ming pull out the Fire Separation Talisman, the middle-aged man didn't intend to hold back. If the boy pulled out any more trump cards, it would be troublesome. He wasn't afraid of Wu Ming. A Qi Condensation cultivator, no matter what trump cards he had, was no match for a Foundation Establishment cultivator.

He was simply afraid that if he dragged on for too long, he would attract Pan Ning, who was chasing him. That would be more trouble than he gained. With a thought, he lashed out with the Bloodthirsty Whip directly at Wu Ming's basalt shield. A flash of blood appeared on the shield, and the shield's light shield trembled, almost breaking.