The horned monster could naturally tell that He Baizhu's cultivation level was not very high. Compared with the middle-aged Confucian scholar Qin Yan, there was a slight gap, and he belonged to the relatively ordinary second-level level of the Supreme King.
She was able to injure all three of them with one sword, and she relied on that sword.
That sword was so terrifying that he was even a little scared now.
If he hadn't mainly attacked the middle-aged Confucian scholar Qin Yan, if it were him, he would have been seriously injured.
"What kind of sword is that of yours!"
The middle-aged Confucian scholar Qin Yan looked pale and stared at the imperial sword in He Baizhu's hand.
That sword was too terrifying. If the horned monster and the fire-armored man hadn't come to his aid at the critical moment, he would probably have died from that sword.
"The supreme weapon is not so terrifying..."
The strong man in fire armor looked at the Chuanhe Cloud Fan in the middle-aged Confucian scholar's hand, with a look of horror on his face.
I saw that the light on the cloud fan of Chuanhe River was dim, with a few tiny cracks, and the rich supreme fighting spirit was constantly dissipating outside.
Obviously, the Chuanhe River Cloud Fan has been severely damaged, and if it is not repaired in time, it is likely to fall to the next level.
Supreme weapons such as the Chuanhe River and the Cloud Fan can be damaged. That sword is too terrifying.
A cold air came out from behind the strong man in fire armor, and he felt a sharp sword hanging over his head. Even with the protection of the fire armor of the supreme weapon level, it was not safe.
"How many times can you use such a terrifying weapon? I'm afraid that just one strike will consume most of your supreme energy."
The horned monster said coldly.
He was the calmest among the three. He had long seen that although the sword was terrifying, it obviously required a lot of supreme energy to activate it. With the young woman's cultivation, she would not be able to hold on for a few times.
When the middle-aged Confucian scholar and the strong man in fire armor heard the words, their pupils shrank and they reacted slightly.
For a moment, the look he looked at He Baizhu became intriguing.
If such a terrifying sword were obtained by them... it would be simply...
The three of them subconsciously looked at the imperial sword in He Baizhu's hand with greedy eyes.
"You want to steal my sword? Come and try."
He Baizhu smiled coldly, and the imperial sword in his hand rang slightly, shattering the laws of the holy way that were thousands of miles away.
With her cultivation, she really couldn't move the imperial weapon of the sword. If the three of them joined forces to attack, she would probably be defeated.
But so what, she is not alone. With Xi Qianye here, what should she fear?
What's more, relying only on her own strength, she was sure to kill one of them before falling.
good!
Although they desperately wanted to get the imperial sword in He Baizhu's hand, none of the three people dared to step forward and take the lead.
As a monk at the Supreme King level, he naturally understands the principle of shooting the first bird. With the woman's cultivation and the imperial weapon of the sword, she is definitely capable of killing one of the three of them before she dies.
"What did the girl say? How could we steal your sword? It was all a misunderstanding." The strong man in fire armor laughed.
"That's right, that's right. It was all a misunderstanding just now. I've long seen that the girl's cultivation is extraordinary, and I wanted to give it a try, but I didn't expect that I got myself into a trap. I was rash, and I'm here to help the girl."
The middle-aged Confucian scholar also kept nodding his head, and even took the initiative to bow and apologize.
The horned monster originally wanted to take action to seize the treasure, but seeing the behavior of the other two, he could only give up temporarily.
Who can become a Supreme King? No matter how good the treasure is, you have to have a life to get it. The middle-aged Confucian scholar is seriously injured, so he has the highest probability of death if he participates in the robbery. The cultivation level of the strong man in fire armor is not much better than that of the middle-aged Confucian scholar.
Even if he didn't die, he would probably be seriously injured. If He Baizhu went crazy and fought to the death, he would be in danger of death.
On the contrary, it is the horned monster who has the strongest cultivation and has broken through to the third level of the Supreme King, and has the best hope of obtaining the treasure.
How could a middle-aged Confucian scholar and a strong man in fire armor be willing to make wedding clothes for others, especially if they had to risk their lives?
He Baizhu looked cold, holding the sword and looking at Xi Qianye.
It was naturally impossible for her to defeat three people alone, unless Xi Qianye helped her.
However, Xi Qianye seemed not to have seen her gaze. He kept focusing on the southern sky. He didn't know what he was thinking about. He didn't even look at the three strong men in fire armor from the beginning to the end.
Seeing this, He Baizhu could only snort lightly, and put away the Imperial Sword without continuing to take action.
Naturally, He Baizhu's actions could not be concealed from the fire-armored men, and they all looked at Xi Qianye curiously.
In the opinion of the three of them, He Baizhu has the cultivation level of the Supreme King and should be an elder. The other two are not impressive in appearance and did not release any strong aura in the battle just now. They should be juniors.
They have seen many situations like this.
Ever since the elves opened the Holy Ruins, elders from all the major forces and sects have come with their disciples to hunt for treasures.
But judging from the look on He Baizhu's face just now, it was obviously a bit different. Could it be that he was not a junior, but also a Supreme King!
Thinking of this, the three of them felt nervous. If the young boy who looked young was also the Supreme King, then it would be difficult for the three of them to take advantage.
"What are you looking at?" He Baizhu said with a slight frown.
She was bullied, but you didn't care or say anything, and you still looked at the sky. Could it be that you looked better than her that day?
"There... there are extremely strong fluctuations of holy energy." Xi Qianye put his hands behind his back and said calmly, looking at the sky.
"Holy Qi fluctuates?" He Baizhu was slightly startled when he heard this.
"To be precise, it should be the ancient holy energy. You probably have never seen the ancient holy energy." Xi Qianye said calmly.
"Ancient Holy Qi!"
He Baizhu's body trembled, his eyes widened, and he said after a while: "You are talking about the kind of ancient holy energy that has been extinct since ancient times and was most recently practiced and absorbed by saints!?"
"That's right! In ancient times, it was not as difficult as it is now to become a heavenly saint or a holy saint. This is because of the existence of the ancient holy energy."
Xi Qianye nodded slightly.
In ancient times, gods rose up and competed with each other. Is it just because the creatures in ancient times had high talents?
Of course not! The most important thing is that resources in ancient times were rich and had infinite possibilities. They were not as scarce as they are now. Not to mention becoming a god, even becoming an emperor would be as difficult as ascending to heaven.
"South! That is the direction of the ancient holy land Wanbao Cave. Could it be that Wanbao Cave has been opened?"
When the three strong men in fire armor heard this, their expressions changed drastically. Without stopping for a moment, they all flew towards the south at high speed.
They had received news a few months ago that the Wanbao Cave, an ancient holy land known as the Holy Ruins, was about to open, so they came all the way to Riyaoyoyuan just to try their luck at the Wanbao Cave.
Unexpectedly, they still arrived late, and Wanbao Cave actually opened in advance.
"Stop! Did I let you go?"
As soon as the three figures moved, Xi Qianye's faint voice sounded. (To be continued)