Seeing Wang Kang's figure enveloped by the snowstorm and gradually disappearing from his line of sight, Ling Yun revealed a cold smile.
"What secret technique did you subdue him with just now? Why is it so strange? " Ling'er looked at Ling Yun in shock, and asked with a frown.
"I'm not too sure either. I only know that it's called the Secret Spirit Art of Servant!" Ling Yun laughed and said.
Ling'er rolled her eyes at him in annoyance.
"Only four hours left." Ling Yun said softly, his brows knitted slightly, "Seems like I need to hurry, otherwise, I will have to miss out on those few spirit medicines and ores."
"Do you need my help?" Ling'er asked.
"No need." Ling Yun shook his head, and laughed: "I will just treat it as training!"
A biting cold wind blew, and the leaves rustled. The pure white, flawless snowflakes danced as they gently floated down. It was extremely beautiful.
Time slowly flowed by. There were less than two hours until the end of the hunt.
In this time of over two hours, Ling Yun had met with the Young Chosen s that had entered the room together with him several more times, and quickly proceeded forward alone.
Ling Yun stood on top of a mountain and allowed the snow to fall on him.
Great battles followed one after another, causing him to seem as if there was an invisible surge of iron-blood fiendish energy within him.
Boom boom!
The sound of weapons clashing and the sound of spirit energy howling suddenly came from afar, causing the surrounding spirit energy to fluctuate.
"Someone is fighting!" Ling Yun raised his eyebrows, shaking off the snow on his body, he looked into the distance.
Logically speaking, unless there was some great conflict that was difficult to resolve, the royal winter Hunt would not easily start a conflict. Communication and killing Demonic Beast should be the priority.
Let's go over and take a look?" "Ling'er held a jade bottle in her hands, and the fragrant aroma of the wine wafted out. She took a light sip, and her beautiful jade-like face blushed as she asked this.
"Un, let's go take a look!" Ling Yun smiled as he nodded his head, his gaze distant. From the undulations caused by the battle, the strength of the two sides should be around the consummate stage of the Martial Master Realm.
He wanted to see which two of them were fighting. This could also be considered preparation for the upcoming Heaven's Pride Battle!
"There shouldn't be a battle maniac named Qin Wu, right?" Ling'er said softly.
The facts proved that her guess was right. When Ling Yun and her arrived at the battlefield, there were already many people gathered, and the battle had already reached its conclusion. One of them was Qin Wu.
And the other one, was Wen Shang!
For some reason, the two of them began to fight.
Within the snow, two figures crossed each other as the clanging sounds of spirit weapon s continuously resounded. The Knife Light s sword images layered upon each other as berserk spirit energy stirred, causing snow to fill the sky, making it hard to see the two figures clearly.
Qin Wu let out a clear whistle, and a resplendent golden Bladelight cut through the air with incomparable sharpness, carrying a terrifying aura, aimed at Wen Shang.
Wen Shang was not to be outdone, a dark red spirit energy whizzed out, like a surging river roaring, it gushed into the sword in his hands, the bright sword light was stained with a dark red spirit energy, it looked extremely strange and tyrannical.
Boom!
The Bladelight collided with the sword light with a loud bang, and the hearts of everyone watching rose to their throats. Their eyes were unblinking as they watched unblinkingly, waiting for the final result, their hearts perturbed.
Boom!
A loud sound rang out as a violent surge of Spiritual Qi erupted from the point of collision. Layers and layers of snow were formed from the Spiritual Qi. The sounds of trees breaking could be heard unceasingly.
light of spiritual qi s were resplendent, and snowflakes danced in the sky.
Everyone stared at that spot, waiting for the final result.
Violent spirit energy raged everywhere.