Cultivation of Immortality: Refining the Innate Spiritual Treasure at the beginning

Dang Dang Dang!

The sound of weapons clashing came, awakening Li Yang who was resting.

At this time, a small hand was shaking him gently, trying to wake him up.

"What, there's a fight over there?" Li Yang asked quietly as soon as he woke up.

"Yes! That group of trialists thought they were acting secretly, but they didn't know that their actions had already been calculated. Now they can only fight head-on."

Huo Qier did not hide her words. She knew that except for the two of them, there was no one else nearby.

"In that case, let's go over and take a look!" Li Yang stood up, moved his arms and said.

"Well! This is the last stop in the Land of Luck. We need to pay attention. It's best to kill that Young Master Yang." Huo Qier didn't know why, but she was obsessed with killing that Young Master Yang.

Li Yang pulled Huo Qier and walked into the pool again. Soon, they approached the small island in the center of the pool.

The two found a place more than ten meters away from the island and got out of the water.

Several piles of flames on the island illuminated the nearby environment. At this time, there were only 7 people left on both sides of the battle. Apart from himself, Young Master Yang had only one young man in gray left, and three of their opponents also fell.

In the fights between cultivators in the spirit-nurturing period, there is no magic and spiritual energy flying all over the sky, but more like ordinary people fighting with swords.

In this regard, Mr. Yang, who is wearing purple, has an absolute advantage. The long sword in his hand is a second-level magic weapon and is extremely sharp. A first-level magic weapon will be cut off after several collisions.

And the purple clothes he was wearing was also a second-level magic weapon, and the attacks of several teenagers were unable to break through his defense.

Forced to have no choice but to fight against him, the four young men had to aim their attacks at Mr. Yang's head, hands and feet, which greatly reduced their attack accuracy.

Even if one is against four, Mr. Yang can still resist easily.

Suddenly, a trialist waved his sword and slashed at Mr. Yang regardless of the consequences.

Although the second-level magical weapon is sharp, it cannot cut off the oncoming long knife in a short time.

As a last resort, Mr. Yang had no choice but to chop repeatedly, hoping to cut off the sword as soon as possible and resolve his crisis.

The trialists who were besieging them together naturally would not give up this great opportunity, and they also kept intensifying their attacks. Several magic weapons were all summoned to the second-level magic robe on Young Master Yang.

Although the robe can protect Young Master Yang from being harmed by first-level magic weapons, the impact of various attacks still passes through the robe and is exerted on Young Master Yang.

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Mr. Yang, who was wearing purple clothes, was injured.

And at this moment, there was a click! The long knife breaks! The young man who was hiding behind and wielding a long sword was cut into two pieces by Mr. Yang's long sword like a long sword!

"The third one!"

"Third Brother!"

The death of the knife-wielding boy shocked the other three testers.

There are nine brothers in total, and the one with the strongest fighting ability is the third child who is born with supernatural power and holds a long sword.

Now the most powerful Lao San died in battle, which naturally shocked the remaining brothers.

And just when they were grieving over the death of one of their brothers, Mr. Yang swung his sword again and struck another gray-clothed trialist.

In his haste, his target did not completely dodge, and his arm was cut off by the long sword.

The battlefield situation changed instantly, and one person on the trial side died! One person was seriously injured. Similarly, Young Master Yang was also hit hard.

The battle is still going on. Although Mr. Yang is injured, his opponents have changed from four to two now. As for the gray-clothed trialist who lost his arm, he no longer has much fighting power.

The battle was still at a stalemate. The two men from the other group were fighting fiercely, but there was no tendency to decide the winner in a short time.

The key to victory depends on the battle between Young Master Yang and the two trialists.

"Friends, how about we stop fighting here? The Luck Seizing Space allows five people to leave. Everyone who has the ability to fight can get a quota. There is no need to fight anymore!"

Mr. Yang said while fighting with several people.

However, when he said this, his breath had weakened. It was obvious that the injuries he suffered were serious and had affected his combat effectiveness.

"Killing our brothers and just letting it go is such a good thing!" A young man in Confucian robes said sternly.

"Even if I die here today, I still want to avenge many of my brothers." Another boy in white also refused loudly.

The shouts of the two men were full of determination.

How could they accept that nine of the brothers they grew up with came out to take risks and now only three of them were still intact?

At this time, several trialists no longer considered whether they could leave the Luck Seizing Space. They only had one goal in their minds. Completely kill the boy in purple to avenge his brothers.

The three people's frenzied attack, which was life-threatening, overwhelmed the two young masters Yang and gained the upper hand.

……

"Who do you think will win in the end?" Huo Qier, who was floating on the water, asked softly.

"If there are no accidents, Mr. Yang from the Shadow Demon Palace has a better chance of winning." Li Yang said while looking at the battle situation on the island.

"But they are clearly at a disadvantage! Look how brave those three guys are fighting now!"

"Fighting can't just rely on rushing, but also using your brain. The three people's desperate fighting style can only last for a short time. When the opponent persists until their physical strength is exhausted, the situation of the battle will be reversed! "

While talking, Li Yang discovered new changes on the island.

The young man whose arm was cut off suddenly crawled towards the battlefield. He held a sword in his left hand and approached Young Master Yang little by little.

When he crawled to only two meters away from Mr. Yang, he suddenly stood up and stabbed him with a long sword.

Because the incident happened suddenly, Mr. Yang could only deal with it hastily. In the end, he suppressed the opponent's attack with his long sword, causing the long sword that originally attacked the head to fall on the second-level robe on his body.

At the same time, the weapons of the other two trialists fell on him again.

After his body was hit by the impact, Mr. Yang spat out a mouthful of blood again.

"Since you insist on competing with me, then don't blame me for being rude!"

After Young Master Yang forced the three men back with his sword, he suddenly took out a pill and swallowed it.

In just an instant, Mr. Yang's aura returned to its peak, and was even rising.

The other three people saw this and immediately stepped forward to attack. However, in another confrontation, they were obviously no match.

The person whose arm was cut off before was knocked back more than ten steps with just one move and fell into the pool. The other two people were just barely coping.

At this time, Li Yang no longer paid attention to the battle on the island. He was attracted by the guy who fell into the water.