I Might Be A Fake Cultivator

Chapter 163: Unexplainable assist

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The silver-haired man walked towards the peak step by step, his clear eyes gradually became cloudy: "Even if you talk like this, it's not okay..."

In the end, his eyes lost focus, and his face was blank.

"Huh? Why do I have to go up step by step?"

With a dull face, he discovered this very serious question.

He patted his head, then stretched out his palm, a blue light emerged, and a huge ice bird began to condense, appearing at his feet.

He stepped on the ice bird and began to soar into the air.

Just like that, the silver-haired man and An Lin who flew over on the bricks ran into each other again.

An Lin: "..."

It's over, how to explain to him about going back and forth...

When the silver-haired man saw An Lin, he didn't react in any way, with an indifferent expression on his face.

An Lin found that this man seemed to be different, and became much more indifferent.

The man didn't attack him or even pay attention to him, which made him slightly relieved in his heart.

And after taking a closer look, the man seemed to be a little dazed, so An Lin came immediately, and another idea came up:

This man is the root of the incident, why don't we try to kill him here

Lightning flashed at the fingertips, and the fist was ready to go.

Shaking the mountain fist!

The golden fist shot out loudly, hitting the unsuspecting silver-haired man.

Boom! The powerful energy exploded, shattering the silver-haired man's ice bird, and his body was also hit by the punch, falling into the sky.

Thunder pulling technique!

Blue lightning fell from the sky, splitting the silver-haired man squarely.

After completing the two moves, An Lin looked nervously at the falling man.

In the next second, the silver-haired man's palm shone with blue light, and a ten-foot ice phoenix condensed in the air, catching his body.

He looked at An Lin, scratching his head blankly, his body was unharmed.

An Lin: "..."

Seeing this scene, he knew that he couldn't beat this man at all, so he immediately used all his strength to attack the man.

There is only one way now, and that is to tell the elders of Wanlingzong the news as soon as possible.

The silver-haired man came back to his senses: "Oh... so it's the enemy who wants to attack..."

He swayed up against the ice phoenix, a blue light flashed in his hand, and a black ice spear appeared in the void emitting bursts of cold air.

The energy of the black ice spear was so great that even the space began to tremble a little. The tip of the spear was pitch black and deep, as if it could suck and pierce through everything.

He looked at An Lin in the sky in the distance, and threw the black spear directly.

The black spear pulled out a pitch-black crack in the air, like a ray of thunder, and rushed to An Lin in the blink of an eye, stabbing at An Lin with endless majesty!

All this was too fast, relying on An Lin's strength, he couldn't react at all, he could only watch helplessly as the black spear stabbed straight from below, and then stabbed his chaotic alloy brick...

Yes, from the perspective of the silver-haired man, the thrown black spear could only hit the big black brick.

Boom! Terrifying energy came from the bottom of the black brick like an overwhelming force.

The explosion of energy formed ripples and spread, cracking the mountain and causing the hurricane to sweep.

An Lin stepped on the black brick, and felt a terrifying force, pushing him and the black brick up endlessly like launching a rocket. Despite his physical strength, his whole body seemed to be falling apart.

A second later, An Lin who sat on the "rocket" successfully reached the top of Tianxia Peak.

The silver-haired man stared blankly at An Lin in the distance, and murmured, "Why can't it be pierced?"

An Lin also glanced down, the silver-haired man who looked so far away that he had completely turned into a small black spot, wondering if he should say thank you...

The battle in the Void Return Realm takes place in the void.

Therefore, the peak of Tianxia Peak has become an exclusive battlefield for monks in the cultivation stage and monks in the transformation stage.

The aftermath of the battle peeled away layers of the skin of this huge and incomparable mountain. The mountain that was originally beautiful, now only left with endless gravel and frost and snow.

Only the snow-white and crystal-clear Frost Town Demon Tower, because of the protection of the formation, still stands in place, exuding colorful streamers.

An Lin didn't waste any more time, and immediately rushed to one of the elders, telling him about the silver-haired man's attempt to explode the Demon Suppressing Tower.

The elder took a deep look at An Lin, no longer hesitated, contacted through the Xinwang, and conveyed this information to all the elders in Tianxia Peak.

The peak masters who were fighting above the void also received this message, but their battle was extremely fierce, and they couldn't tolerate a moment's distraction. At this moment, they couldn't get out to deal with the silver-haired man.

So this heavy burden began to fall on the elders of Wanling Immortal Sect, and several elders in the transformation stage began to release their spiritual consciousness, locking on the man who was driving the ice phoenix soaring into the sky.

There are only these things that An Lin can do. This terrifying battlefield is really not a place for him to stay, even thinking about leaving here.

The snowflakes flying in the air turned into six-edged ice crystal blades, cutting on his skin. Fortunately, he practiced the ground lotus magic skill, with rough skin and thick flesh, so he escaped the map cannon.

But at this moment, a icy tornado tore through the ground and suddenly hit him.

Fuck! Be targeted!

An Lin was shocked, a wind ring appeared on his bare feet, and his whole body moved sideways at a very high speed, dodging the icy tornado, and looked forward.

Well... just the aftermath of the battle.

But after looking at it like this, he couldn't move anymore.

A woman's blood-stained white robe was half-kneeling on the ground, her delicate body trembling slightly.

The long sword in her hand, which was erratic like a cloud, began to slowly fall silent without the support of strength.

The battlefield is like this. When you don't pay too much attention, you won't think it's such a tragic thing.

But once you focus your attention here, you will find that there are many cold corpses lying on the ground, the blood that flowed out was frozen into bright red crystals by the low cold temperature, and disciples kept falling down.

Many people have died in this battle, and death is really close to him.

If he leaves here, that woman will die here too, that woman named Tang Shiyuan...

The silver-haired woman rushed towards Tang Shiyuan with a long frosty sword in her hand, and slashed out hundreds of azure blue sword lights.

Tang Shiyuan raised her head, the cold, sharp sword light rushed towards her face like stars, with an irresistible aura.

She knew that she couldn't stop this move, but she still raised her face stubbornly, clenched the cloud sword tightly and rushed towards the snow girl.

One style, wind sword!

An Lin's body flickered to the side of the silver-haired woman, and the Shengxie sword was covered with white light, drawing a pure white crescent moon.

The silver-haired woman's pupils shrank, and she drew her sword back to block.

"Crack..."

The long frost sword was cut off in the middle by the crescent moon, and then the castration continued, and began to tear the woman's body.

Blue blood poured into the air, and a huge gap was cut in her chest.

The severely injured silver-haired woman's complexion changed drastically, and she retreated desperately.

But at this time, Tang Shiyuan's attack had arrived.

Yun Fei Jue Wu!

Her whole body turned into clouds and mist that followed like a shadow, and the white sword lights were as fast as thunder, tearing apart the body of that snow girl.

Xuenv retreated again and again, but Tang Shiyuan's speed was even faster.

A series of sword cuts fell without hesitation, causing Xuenv to cry out in pain. Finally, the thin white line cut her neck, completely ending the battle.

Tang Shiyuan's delicate body swayed slightly, as if she was a little out of strength, but her gaze stayed on An Lin's body, with gratitude on her beautiful face.

An Lin, who couldn't help being a hero to save the beauty once, changed his face drastically before he had time to sneer, and threw himself towards Tang Shiyuan.

(end of this chapter)