Time Traveling: The Ultimate Cultivation of Immortals

The young man changed to a seat closer to Lan Minghao. He guessed that Lan Minghao might attack Lan Chuya. The incident happened because of him. He couldn't let innocent people get hurt. Look, Lan Minghao really wanted to do something later. He stepped forward to block it.

"You're looking for death!!" Seeing his beloved woman being beaten, Lan Minghao became furious. He recited the mantra silently, circulated the spiritual power in his body, sacrificed the spirit sword, and then manipulated the spirit sword to ruthlessly stab Lan Chuya's chest.

The spirit sword has a strong killing intent and a huge spiritual power, approaching in an instant.

"You're looking for death!!" Just when the young man was about to make a move, Lan Chuya hid behind Yun Ziqing. Ziqing was kind-hearted and would definitely save him.

Indeed, right in front of his eyes, how could Yun Ziqing helplessly watch Lan Chuya being killed, immediately circulated his spiritual power, and a huge light blue ice sword condensed out of the void. The pressure of the sword is astonishing, just looking at it will hurt your eyes.

The restaurant was instantly cold, as if it was frozen for thousands of miles. The ground, walls, everyone's clothes and eyebrows began to freeze slowly, as if they had entered the world of ice and snow in an instant.

"Broken!" Yun Ziqing gently parted his thin lips, and pointed at Lan Minghao.

The ice sword flew towards Lan Minghao's spirit sword at a very high speed, and there was a loud noise. The collision produced bursts of strong sword energy fluctuations, which set off gusts of cold wind, whistling fiercely, and more frost condensed.

Lan Minghao's spirit sword was pushed back like a soft cloth, cracked inch by inch, and finally shattered by the shock, and the ice sword stabbed at Lan Minghao without hindrance.

When the crisis of life and death struck, Lan Minghao's eyes were terrified, but his movements were not slow. He immediately took out a few talismans and patted them on his body to form a protection. With gestures, he mobilized the remaining spiritual power to form a spiritual shield around his body. Trying to fend off the ice sword.

The ice sword flying at a very high speed broke through the protection of the magic talisman without any hindrance, and then broke through the shield of spiritual power, piercing into Lan Minghao's body. In the process, Lan Minghao's body was already pushed towards the opposite side of Yun Ziqing If it wasn't for the wall, he wouldn't be able to stop.

"Take it!" Yun Ziqing flicked his sleeves and put the ice sword back, and the cold air around him dissipated in an instant, as if the warmth came again when spring came, and the frost also dissipated in one breath, as if everything just now was an illusion.

He didn't take Lan Minghao's life, but he was seriously injured, and the rest was left to Lan Chuya. He thought that the young man should want to get rid of Lan Minghao himself.

Stabbed by the ice sword, Lan Minghao spit out a mouthful of blood immediately, his face turned pale, his dantian seemed to have been shaken, he clutched his chest, knelt down on one knee, his hair was disheveled, his clothes were torn, and he was in a state of embarrassment.

Zhao Xuerou, who was standing beside Lan Minghao, was swept away by the spiritual pressure of the ice sword and rolled on the ground for a few times before stopping. She also spat out a mouthful of blood with a "wow", her pale face was full of fear, and she looked at Yunzi like a ghost. Qing, the suffocating pressure just now almost shattered her heart, and she was almost killed by the ice sword.

Yun Ziqing's cultivation level is unfathomable, and she only used [-]% of her spiritual power just now, but the spiritual pressure formed was not something she could bear, and the remaining ice sword energy was enough to seriously injure her.

The tables, chairs and benches in the lobby were protected by the monks next to them, and they remained as they were, but the heavy and blue faces of those monks could be faintly seen, definitely not relaxed.

At this moment, almost everyone couldn't help but sigh in their hearts. They are indeed the number one pride of the Xiaoyao Sect. Just a sword's spiritual pressure requires them to use their whole body's spiritual power to suppress it. It's too powerful.