"Attack!"

Qian Guanyu shouted lightly, his voice as thunderous as a storm, taking the lead to strike. Amidst the flashing red light, a sword light shot into the sky.

Within the sword light, it was a sword artifact etched with numerous runes on its surface, without a sword hilt, the blade gleaming coldly. It was a top-grade magical artifact!

Just as Qian Guanyu made his move, Xu Ping and the other two acted almost simultaneously.

Two flying knives soared across the sky like dragons. A horsetail whisk danced in the air, while another long knife wrapped in red light lunged towards the enemy like a flame.

The battle erupted in an instant, sword lights and magical artifacts intertwined, the air was filled with the piercing sound of metal clashes.

Qian Guanyu's sword light streaked like a meteor, directly targeting the burly middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man's expression unmoved, quickly mobilized Spiritual Power. At this moment, his ten fingers wore ten pitch-black rings, which burst forth with intense spiritual light. With his palms together, he easily blocked the sword light.

"Die!"

Immediately, he shouted angrily, mobilizing all his Spiritual Power, aiming at Qian Guanyu's heart, the momentum like a rainbow, chilling to the bone.

Meanwhile, Xu Ping was entangled with a yellow-skinned cultivator wielding a yellow gourd magical artifact.

The yellow-skinned cultivator held the gourd, muttering incessantly, as black water balls emerged from the mouth of the gourd, pouring down on Xu Ping like rain.

Every water ball that landed burst out a strong black gas, filling the air with a pungent stench of decay.

Xu Ping, with a grave expression, wielded his long knife wrapped in red light, slicing repeatedly through the black water balls.

Chh... chh...

However, the long knife wrapped in red light was constantly corroded by the black water balls, emitting a sizzling sound.

"Haha, you half-buried old geezer, today I will send you completely into the earth!" The yellow-skinned cultivator laughed arrogantly, as if victory was already in his grasp.

'Who are these people? Their fighting skills are stronger than those of ordinary cultivators of the same stage.' Xu Ping glanced across several battlefields, his heart slightly tensed.

At this moment, their situation seemed rather dire!

Zhao Tianquan was suppressed by an Insect Cultivator, who, with hand gestures, threw out a spiritual beast bag. From it flew blue butterflies, fluttering lightly.

These butterflies spread blue fluorescent powder as they danced, making the surroundings appear dreamlike.

Zhao Tianquan could only barely maintain an undefeated stance.

As for Li Huachan, her situation was even worse, being beaten back by a second-stage Middle Grade cultivator, falling into an absolute disadvantage.

"We can't drag this out any longer," Xu Ping thought to himself. If they didn't show some strength, Li Huachan and the others might face defeat and demise.

"Go!"

Xu Ping flicked his fingers, and a black needle magical artifact turned into a wisp of thin and dark shadow, silently piercing towards the yellow-skinned cultivator's back.

When he noticed, the black needle magical artifact was already close to his body.

"Bad!"

The yellow-skinned cultivator's face changed suddenly. In panic, he could only summon a small black banner, and with the infusion of Mana, a protective black light shield enveloped him.

Thud!

The black needle magical artifact did not pierce the black light shield, issuing a crisp sound.

"Die!"

Taking advantage of the yellow-skinned cultivator's attention being drawn by the black needle magical artifact, Xu Ping unleashed an explosion of Spiritual Qi, the knife light blossomed suddenly, sweeping towards the yellow-skinned cultivator like a raging fire.

Boom!

The knife light, like a rainbow, instantly shattered the black light shield, emitting a thunderous roar.

"Ah!"

The yellow-skinned cultivator couldn't respond in time and was struck by the knife light, blood sprayed out wildly, his figure was sent flying backward, and he couldn't help but let out a heartrending scream.

"Well done, Fellow Zhang!" Qian Guanyu's face showed ecstatic joy. He hadn't expected Zhang Yu's strength to be so formidable, managing to severely injure a person evidently stronger than ordinary early-stage Foundation Establishment cultivators.

"Fellow Zhang, save me!" At this moment, Li Huachan's cry for help came.

She was being beaten repeatedly by a second-stage Middle Grade Body Cultivator, facing mortal danger with little room for error.

Xu Ping also didn't hesitate and went carrying his knife to assist.

Zhao Tianquan wanted to ask for help, but could only swallow it silently.

Soon, with Xu Ping and Li Huachan joining forces, the situation instantly turned around, and the second-stage Body Cultivator was beaten back repeatedly, unlikely to hold out for long.

"Looks like your death is coming today!" Qian Guanyu saw his side gaining the upper hand and couldn't help but sneer.

"Hmph!"

The middle-aged man's face turned dark, his hands surged with Spiritual Power, suddenly a phantom tiger appeared on his back.

"Merge!"

His eyes were bloodshot, roaring fiercely as the phantom tiger forcefully merged into his body.

As the phantom tiger gradually merged, the aura on the middle-aged man began to climb abruptly.

"What!"

Qian Guanyu's face changed drastically, trying to intervene, but it was too late.

At this moment, the middle-aged man's aura had already risen from an ordinary mid-stage cultivator to the peak.

Don't underestimate this enhancement; it's at least a difference of twenty to thirty drops of Mana.

Even Xu Ping's expression changed slightly: "What kind of secret technique is this, able to increase power to such a degree?"

He wasn't worried about this middle-aged man's strength but was intrigued by this secret technique.

"Today, I'll show you my true power!"

The middle-aged man's eyes flashed with vicious light, palms together, intense Spiritual Power from the ten pitch-black rings on his fingers erupted, instantly turning into a violent blast, rushing towards Qian Guanyu.

"Damn!"

Qian Guanyu's heart tightened, feeling an overwhelming pressure surging towards him. He hurriedly summoned defensive magical artifacts and talismans, trying to fend off the strike.

However, that force swept over like a storm, instantly enveloping him, making resistance futile.

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