C3156 Save an Acquaintance
The fiendish cultivator was just about to attack when he sensed a streak of light streaking across the sky. His expression turned anxious.
This was the Purple Frost Sect!
Although the Black Feather Pavilion and fiendish cultivator were constantly causing trouble within the territory of the Purple Frost Sect. . . The lack of them didn't mean that the disciples and fiendish cultivators of the Black Feather Pavilion were able to enter the territory of the Purple Frost Sect as if there was no one there.
The arrogant devil cultivators and the disciples of the Black Feather Pavilion had been killed a long, long time ago.
Especially since this place was only two to three thousand miles away from Crane Mourn Mountain. Those who dared to fly in the sky only needed reinforcements from the Autumn Water Pavilion and the people of the Purple Frost Sect.
After all, this was the territory of the Purple Frost Sect!
The disciples of the Purple Frost Sect who were surrounded were clearly aware of this as well. Joy appeared on their faces, and they immediately gave up on fighting back and focused on dodging.
Although they had been attacked in a very embarrassing manner. . . It could be seen that. . . The disciples of the Purple Frost Sect had extremely high battle experience. Although they seemed to be in a sorry state, they had always been safe and sound.
About 20 breaths later.
Flowing Light was about to reach this place. One mile.
"Let's go. " A Fiendish Cultivator roared with unwillingness.
The Violet Frost Sect disciple who had been besieged all this time snorted coldly. "You want to leave? Have you asked me?"
He threw out the jade flag once again. . . This time, the light illuminated a distance of at least three hundred meters. The magical power of the two demonic cultivators was immediately suppressed.
"Damn it. " The two devil cultivators were furious.
If not for the reinforcements. . .
"What kind of nobody dares to act impudently in my Purple Frost Sect's territory? Hehe. . . " A soft laugh came from the horizon.
The two demonic cultivators who were about to escape were shocked. "Third level of Foundation Establishment? Run. . . "
The disciples who were surrounded sneered. "Did you ask me?"
In an instant, he endured his injuries and brazenly unleashed countless small spells like fireballs and water arrows, covering the sky and covering the earth as if they were free.
"Damn it!" The two fiendish cultivators were thoroughly enraged. However, they did not dare to resist it head on and could only choose to defend.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!" There was a muffled sound.
Around ten breaths later.
"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!" Along with the howling wind, a rather young man. . . He was a handsome young man, standing on top of a huge golden sword.
This person was Jiang Ting!
After he had left the Evil Dragon Workshop, he had used Mask to travel day and night. . . And had spent nearly twenty days before returning to the territory of the Violet Frost Sect.
However, at that time, he was not in a hurry to return to his original appearance. Instead, he continued on his journey. . . Only when he was less than ten thousand miles away from the Crane Cry Mountain did he return.
He also returned to the ten thousand mile radius. During this period of time, he encountered five or six demonic cultivators and people from the Black Feather Pavilion who were fighting against the people of the Purple Frost Sect or Autumn Water Pavilion.
As for him, it was only natural for him to make a move.
After that, he obtained quite a few storage pouches.
This time, it was the same. From afar, he saw two people, whether they were from the Black Feather Pavilion or the Fiendish Cultivator, besieging the disciples of the Purple Frost Sect. Then, he sped up and arrived.
Only when he got closer did he realize that it was a Devil Cultivator.
Not to mention his extraordinary strength, even if his strength was ordinary and mediocre. . . With his Foundation Establishment Stage Level 3 cultivation, he could easily kill two Foundation Establishment Stage Level 1 Devil Cultivators.
Because of his arrival, the Purple Frost Sect disciples who were surrounded stopped attacking with their lives on the line.
"Split up and escape. " Without hesitation, the two demonic cultivators split up and fled, one on the left and the other on the right.
The corner of Jiang Ting's mouth curled up. "If I let you all escape, will I still have my face?"
The blade of the blade danced in the air. The advantage of having a higher cultivation base was there.
There were only two blades!
However, the two blades pierced through their heads before they could even react, killing them on the spot.
After that, the two blades returned to Jiang Ting's hands with two storage bags.
At this moment, with a bang, the worthless corpses of the two devil cultivators fell to the ground.
Jiang Ting hurriedly tidied up his storage bag and turned his head. "Junior brother, you are fine. . . "
Before he finished speaking, Jiang Ting's eyes became strange.
He didn't know any of the Autumn Water Pavilion and fellow disciples he had met along the way. But this one. . . He actually met an acquaintance.
The person who was surrounded looked at Jiang Ting and was stunned for a moment before he forced out a smile, "Senior disciple Jiang?"
Jiang Ting slightly cupped his fist and said, "Junior disciple Si Kou, many years have passed, but I never thought that junior disciple Jiang has already broken through. Congratulations. "
The person who was surrounded was indeed an acquaintance. . . Si Kou.
This name might not be counted. However, during the previous trip to the Herb Gathering Valley, the Purple Frost Sect had once held a great competition internally to select the candidates to enter the Herb Gathering Valley.
Si Kou was the champion of that competition.
After the Herb Grafting Valley ended, Jiang Ting had never seen him again. If he had not seen him again this time, he would have even forgotten about this person. Compared to his progress, Si Kou's progress was not very high.
He had only broken through from the ninth level of Qi Refining to the first level of Foundation Establishment. Jiang Ting, on the other hand, was already at the third level of Foundation Establishment.
Si Kou clutched his chest and smiled bitterly. "This little progress of Junior Brother's is nothing compared to Senior Brother's. "
When Jiang Ting heard this, a complicated look appeared in his eyes. . . If it were not for the fact that he had hidden quite a number of spirit herbs in the Herb Grafting Valley. . . If it wasn't for the gift from Daoist Fresh Breeze. . . If it wasn't for everything. . .
The three Foundation Establishment Pills exchanged purely for contribution points. At this moment, it was still unknown whether or not he would be able to successfully reach the Foundation Establishment stage.
Of course, he was only thinking about it. . . If he wanted to reach the peak of the Ascendant Realm, his talent, luck, strength and disposition were all indispensable.
No one cared about the process, they only cared about the result. The result was that he was now at the third level of the Foundation Establishment Stage, and Si Kou was only at the first level of the Foundation Establishment Stage.
After a while, Jiang Ting's eyes returned to normal. "Junior brother's injuries don't look light. I'm about to return to the sect. Do you want to come with me?"
He didn't know how Si Kou's injuries had come, but. . . His injuries were indeed very serious.
If he didn't invite him along with him, Si Kou would most likely die if he ran into a devil cultivator or someone from the Black Feather Pavilion.
Since they were from the same sect, they could be considered to know each other. He did not mind inviting them to accompany him and secretly escort them.
It was also on the way to the left and right, and there were only less than three thousand miles left to the Crane Cry Mountain.
"Thank you, Senior Brother," Si Kou said with a smile.1
Normally, two to three thousand miles was nothing. But now. . . If Jiang Ting wasn't traveling with him, if his luck wasn't good enough and he ran into a devil cultivator or someone from the Black Feather Pavilion on the way, his life would probably be in danger.
Two rays of light shot up into the sky. Although Si Kou's injuries were severe, he still maintained his combat strength. He wouldn't suffer any backlash from flying in the sky.
In the sky.
Jiang Ting slowed down his flying speed. "Junior brother, why are your injuries so serious? Could it be that you have encountered a large number of devil cultivators who are besieging you? "
In his opinion, Si Kou's strength was really not low. . . Being able to entangle with two devil cultivators of the same realm while being heavily injured, it could be seen from this.
Si Kou shook his head slightly and sighed lightly. "Speaking of which, I'm ashamed. Junior Brother received news that there might be a Devil Cultivator base in the Li Country. Junior Brother concealed his whereabouts and went to investigate. I didn't expect that I would be discovered when I was following him. Even though I fought with my life on the line and killed the person who was pursuing me, I was also heavily injured. If it wasn't for Senior Brother's help, Junior Brother might have died here. . . "
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