The Magician of Cultivation

While Li Yu was rescuing Song Chonglou, the second-level magic spider's spider web was finally unleashed.

The eight top warriors were tied up like dumplings in an instant.

Not to mention that they were powerless at this moment and could not muster the slightest fighting spirit, even if they were in their prime, it would be difficult for them to break free from the spider web.

After the eight people were tied up by the spider web, their faces quickly turned black, obviously the spider web was poisonous.

After only two or three breaths of being tied up, three of them fell into coma, and the remaining five also closed their eyes and breathed weakly.

The four demon spiders gently pulled the spider silk and quickly dragged the eight people to their side.

Spider silk continuously spurted out of its mouth, binding the eight people on its back, with one demon spider carrying two people.

Whoosh, whoosh! The four demon spiders screamed excitedly, turned their bodies around, and quickly retreated towards the valley from which they came using their strong spider legs.

The other four demon spiders also made sharp cries, and their blood-red spider eyes stared at the remaining people.

Bai Xinghe was attacked by the backlash of magic and fell into a coma.

A light blue crown appeared on Yun Yi's forehead, and circles of light continuously washed down from above, protecting him from the curse magic.

However, the crown prop was obviously of a high grade, and he needed to concentrate all his mental strength, so he had no time to take care of anything else.

The protective rings on the arms of the two brothers of the Gu family have been removed, and they have recovered to their peak martial arts strength.

The two of them sat cross-legged, using all their strength to circulate their fighting spirit to resist the curse magic in their bodies.

The only one who could still maintain his fighting ability was Li Yu.

Although he had performed very well in dealing with the spider webs before, it seemed that he was doomed to die alone facing four Hell Spiders that were already close to him.

Jie Jie Jie

The woman in the belly of the Hell Spider laughed mockingly, and the fangs next to her mouth kept moving, appearing extremely excited.

Puff... Puff...

The sound of the spider's legs inserting into the hard ground and then being pulled out continued to reach Li Yu's ears.

The four demon spiders approached him slowly, like a cat playing with a mouse.

They also understood that as long as Li Yu was dealt with, the others would be unable to compete.

"Pressure? Interesting."

Li Yu's mouth curled up slightly, "It's a pity that I don't have time. I will play with you guys here slowly."

He looked towards the valley three miles away and saw that the eight top warriors had been dragged into the cave.

If rescue is not provided in time, there will probably be casualties.

"Let's fight quickly."

A bright silver, narrow sword appeared in Li Yu's hand. It was the "Silver Sword" from Klein's treasure, which he gave to Zhang Caifeng.

He bought this sword at an auction house in Liaocheng, and it was only of the second-grade excellent grade.

However, the second-level excellent grade is enough to carry his spiritual energy.

This sword is also made of refined steel, but it does not have magic crystals or special solidifying magic.

Therefore, the price is relatively cheap, only 500 gold coins.

He swung the long sword in his right hand backwards, then raised the sword and pointed it at the two hell spiders.

Spiritual energy flowed out of the tip of the sword, and a fiery red halo appeared, covering the entire sword.

The sword body grew noticeably longer, and a fiery and sharp aura locked the demon spider firmly.

The uniqueness of the cultivator's spiritual energy allows him to attach his fighting spirit to his weapons like a powerful martial artist even though he is only at the peak of the foundation-building stage.

The Hell Spider's four thick legs quickly moved across the ground, and its blood-red eyes locked onto Li Yu.

Although they were in awe of this human who repeatedly controlled fireballs and burned spider webs to ashes, they were more filled with a crazy desire to kill.

The desire to kill finally overcame the fear, and the four hell spiders screamed and attacked Li Yu at the same time.

They thrust their sturdy hind legs into the ground, and their two front legs were like two javelins, quickly stabbing at his vital parts.

When the spider's legs pierce the air, the speed is so fast that it even causes sonic booms.

Li Yu knew that time was running out. Every second of delay would put the eight top warriors in greater danger.

Then he exploded without reservation.

The spiritual power boiled in his meridians, flowing rapidly like a river bursting its dam, and Li Yu's figure disappeared in an instant.

A series of afterimages maintaining the running posture appeared one after another, and the spider's legs kept piercing the afterimages one by one, but the speed at which the afterimages broke was much lower than the speed at which they appeared.

Around the four hell spiders, more than a dozen afterimages appeared at the same time, all maintaining an attacking posture.

The demon spider's legs danced quickly, making a humming sound, and its eight blood-red eyeballs spun around, carefully observing every corner.

clang clang clang clang...

The long sword kept colliding with the spider's legs, making crisp sounds of collision.

Li Yu unfolds his Tai Chi sword technique, which focuses on using softness to overcome hardness, using stillness to control movement, striking last but arriving first, and moving, changing and turning. His movements are slow, smooth, and continuous, like flowing clouds and running water.

He constantly adjusted his attack methods, poking, stabbing, chopping, slicing, or swiping. The long sword in his hand was sometimes soft as water, weak and powerless; sometimes hard as iron, domineering and unparalleled.

The hell spider howled from time to time, and the long sword kept using the force to strike back. The power contained in it had accumulated to an extremely terrifying level.

Every time the spider's legs collided with it, there was a crackling sound as it could not bear the weight.

The two fought very quickly. Li Yu threw out more than ten swords in an instant, and then suddenly used the force to increase the distance.

The four hell spiders did not chase him, but stared at him warily with their bloodshot eyes.

Although the battle did not last long, if they did not have four legs and eight eyes, they would have been killed long ago.

"We can't go on like this. The four demon spiders have too strong a defense. Moreover, their legs are very strong. It is impossible for me to cause fatal injuries in such a short time."

Li Yu's physical strength was only at the mid-stage warrior level. He was able to gain the upper hand under the siege of four Hell Spiders thanks to his Tai Chi swordsmanship.

If time drags on, he will surely achieve final victory, but in that case, perhaps the eight top warriors will die.

"According to Klein's memory, the duration of the weakness curse is about 3 minutes. Those 8 people can't wait that long..."

His eyes gradually became firm, "Xiao Yan is still asleep, otherwise it would be easier with his help. There is no other way, I can only use the Soul Thorn."

Li Yu rushed towards the four hell spiders again, but this time his speed was not fast and there was no afterimage.

The eight spider legs rose up again and stabbed at him frantically.

Li Yu did not dodge. The black pupils in his eyes quickly enlarged, and a dark golden vertical pupil slowly appeared.

The Netherworld Pupil of the Microscopic Realm was used, and at the same time, the spiritual consciousness began to operate the 'Soul Thorn' among the three soul styles.

Unlike the last time he performed it in the auction house, this time he completely followed the guidance of the Nether Eye.

The world in Nether Eye's eyes was made up entirely of runes, with space layered upon layer. The spiritual consciousness was pulled by an inexplicable force and condensed into four one-foot-long needles, which then disappeared.

There was a popping sound, as if a bubble was punctured.

The eight spider legs that attacked in front of him hung down weakly, and the four hell spiders stood quietly, without any breath.

The fine needles instantly shattered their weak souls and completely pierced their sea of ​​consciousness.