Superior Earth Realm, Seventh Cycle of the Aurous Core Stage.

Just like that, he broke through?

My expression changed. The middle-rank Earth Realm Zhao Hange was so hard to deal with.

Then how strong was the Earth Realm top-grade, Zhao Hange?

My body immediately sank and I hastily fell. The great sword in my hand was already raised above my head, ready to strike.

A sword fell, and the sound of thunder rang out!

However, Zhao Huan Ge didn't even look at me. With a wave of his left hand, he blocked my heavy sword.

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A thundering sound was heard, and a strong sword light exploded in Zhao Huan Ge's hand. Under the tremendous impact, the ground under his feet shattered and he sank three parts of his body into the ground.

"Kacha!"

He waved his left hand with the fan. The nine golden fans instantly gathered over ten wind blades and attacked my face, heart and other vital spots.

Startled, I immediately wanted to retreat, but the heavy sword in my hand had already been tightly grasped by Zhao Hange.

It was a matter of life and death. I immediately made a decision and my hand relaxed. I abandoned my sword and fled.

"Hahaha!"

I saw Zhao Huan Ge was laughing. He was laughing in such a high-spirited and unrestrained manner.

After breaking through the upper tier of the Earth Realm, he surrendered his opponent's weapon. He did indeed have the right to laugh.

In the next moment, his laughter came to an abrupt end.

He had forgotten, even many people. Actually, my heavy sword is still a flying sword, and I can even use the Imperial Sword Technique.

With a wave of my sword fingers, the great treasured sword flew out from Zhao Huan Ge's hand. This strike was extremely sudden, and even scraped through a piece of his flesh.

As soon as the great sword was in my hand, I began to wave it. The dozens of wind blades that were charging towards me were instantly shattered and dissipated into nothingness.

"Good!" "Very good!"

The blue robe fluttered without wind, making a fierce noise. Zhao Huan Ge stared at me with a cold glint in his eyes.

I immediately retreated to the back, forming a corner with Tang Lang and Xu Cheng. A high-grade Earth Realm Zhao Hange is not something I, a mere high-grade Human Realm expert, can deal with. Now, only with the strength of three people could he barely contend against it.

Right now, I really miss Wang Hu. If he were to break out of the formation, he would definitely be able to turn the tide of the battle.

"Tell me your name." Zhao Hange said calmly.

My expression remained unchanged. With a serious expression, I replied, "I will never change my name." "I, Zhuge Long, am too!"

Just as he finished speaking, he saw Tang Lang and Xu Cheng both staring at me with widened eyes, their faces full of shock and disbelief.

Zhao Hange ignored me and just looked at the wound on his palm. "Zhuge Long, I'll remember this name."

With that, he waved his palm and the nine golden feathers instantly transformed into nine sword feathers. Flying toward us.

The sword's feathers were tough and tough, its elasticity astonishing. As soon as he floated into the air, a hurricane rose up. On top of the hurricane was blazing with raging flames, fuelled by the wind. The nine sword feathers instantly transformed into nine red Fire Sparrows that flew towards us.

"This is a fan made from the tail feathers of a Flame Sparrow. There are two methods to create it: Wind and Fire, and a high-grade magic tool. It's quite close to the spirit!"

Tang Lang's gaze focused. Without hesitation, he took out four black stones from his storage pouch and placed them between his fingers. Then, with a flick of his wrist, four blackstones were instantly shot out.

As if at the moment it attacked, the black stone changed. He turned into four black locusts and rushed towards the incoming Fire Bird without any hesitation.

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The clashing sound between the locust and the Fire Bird was extremely loud. When he looked again, the locust had already transformed into fine powder on the ground. As for the Fire Bird, it flew back into Zhao Huan Ge's hand and returned back to the sword feather form. The light was dim.

"The Tang Sect's Flying Locust Stone!" A light flashed across Zhao Hange's eyes.

Xu Cheng also took out a small green iron shield. As soon as the shield was used, it grew to a height of ten feet, blocking Xu Cheng's entire body. No matter how the three Fire Sparrows bombarded him, he didn't budge an inch.

Indeed, everyone had their own way of putting down boxes. I no longer hid anything and immediately circulated the surging zhenqi in my body.

With a "clang" sound, the Zhen Qi left my body, and the three daggers formed from Zhen Qi floated around my body.

This technique was called "Skillful Skill", it could attack and protect the enemy. It was an additional technique from the first level of the Heavenly Mountain Imperial Sword Technique. It was paid attention to using Qi to control the sword and weave it into a net.

With my current ability, I can only form three blade, so I'm afraid I won't be able to do it.

I formed a sword sign and the three blade pieces circled around me. The sword images intertwined, overlapping each other. With my entire body as the center, they formed a thick protective sword net.

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A heavy explosion sounded and it was as though moths were flying into a flame. The remaining three Fire Sparrows were charging towards me with their lives on the line.

I felt pressure rise all over my body. After five minutes of grinding and tearing, I finally felt my body loosen up. The three Fire Sparrows transformed back into their golden sword feathers and flew back. The blade I had turned into was also gone.

"Hu!"

"The mana disturbance caused by breaking through high-grade earth-step has finally stabilized." Zhao Huange let out a breath of air.

He looked at the dim feathered fan in his hand and put it into his storage pouch.

I opened my eyes and made a mental note. No wonder I felt that this place was filled with disharmony. It turned out that Zhao Huan Ge hadn't moved since he broke through.

He was adjusting his breathing! After his steady breakthrough, the Fa Li in his Dantian became unstable.

What a pity, she should have taken his life while he was still sick. I was crying in my heart, I missed the chance!

At this moment, Zhao Hange suddenly moved.

He stomped his foot and his body instantly turned into a blur. In the next moment, he appeared in front of Xu Cheng.

Before Xu Cheng could react, Zhao Hange's fist had already smashed out. Meat struck flesh, and I heard the sound of bones breaking.

"Pfft!"

He spat out a mouthful of blood and drew an arc in the air. There was also some liver powder mixed in.

Just like that, Xu Cheng shot backwards like a cannonball, embedding himself into the mountain behind him, causing the mountain rocks to shatter.

"Xu Cheng!"

Tang Lang exclaimed in shock.

Almost at the same instant, my face changed. Gritting his teeth, a glint flashed across his eyes as he performed the technique.

I saw Zhao Hange's two hands forming a spell, and a 30 feet long wind dragon was roaring towards me.

"Whooosh."

The sound of a strong gust of wind blew in my ears, causing my eardrums to hurt.

The wind dragon is very fast. Even when I use the technique, I still feel that it is very fast. This was the difference between a high-grade Earth Realm martial artist and a high-grade Human Realm martial artist.

The three-meter long wind dragon rolled up the rocks on the ground and charged towards me in a majestic manner.

This attack was unavoidable. I activated all of the true energy in my dantian, using the Imperial Sword Technique to its maximum. The great sword whizzed and whirled, as if it were raising a huge hurricane shield in my center.

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The huge wind dragon collided with the hurricane cover, causing a loud sound of metal colliding with stone.

I only felt that the true energy in my dantian was unable to meet the demand and gradually dried up. A mouthful of blood continuously rose from my throat. The thirty-foot long wind dragon forcefully knocked away the hurricane created by the heavy sword.

The hurricane stopped and the great sword flew out. The wind dragon roared in anger as it collided with my body. In an instant, I was sent flying backwards. My robe was torn to shreds by the wind blades, and countless wounds immediately appeared on my body, dripping with fresh blood.

This was the difference between the Mortal Realm and the Earth Realm.

Mortal Realm Qi Cultivating Stage, Earth Realm Core Formation. Human realm breaking through the Earth realm, converting all the true qi in one's body into pure mana, and then compressing it into pills — this was no longer just pure quantity, but a qualitative leap.

I took out a large bottle of qi replenishing pills from the ring and popped them into my mouth.

If it was in the past, I would only be able to break through the Earth Realm in order to fly on my sword and act cool. Then right now, I really want to become stronger in the Core Formation stage. I want to ruthlessly beat up this guy — this wish is unprecedented in my experience.

Wang Hu was also trapped in the fog formation by the quadruple twins. Xu Cheng had already lost consciousness and fainted. Only Tang Lang was still struggling to hold on.

Tang Lang displayed a ghost-like movement technique. His feet weren't stained with dust as he transformed into an afterimage, dodging the dozens of wind blades that were charging towards him. His speed was not any slower than Zhao Huan Ge's. Subsequently, he flipped his hands, and within his ten fingers were eight flying daggers.

The flying knife was gray in color and looked like a willow leaf. It was a low-grade magic tool that Zhao Dabao had refined with the claws of a tiger.

Tang Lang's hands shook as if they were playing a lute. He flicked his ten fingers, and eight flying daggers flew towards Zhao Hengge in an irregular trajectory.

Zhao Hange's expression turned serious. The number of throwing knives in his eyes suddenly changed from eight to sixteen, and from sixteen to thirty-two. In the blink of an eye, there were 64 flying knives in the air. His two hands formed a double-handed incantation, and one of his hands began to blow in the wind while the other began to burn. Wind and fire combined, the wind helped the fire. The Wind and Fire Technique transformed into an illusory lion and pounced towards the flying dagger in the air.

"Roar!"

The lion roared angrily. Wind and fire flew everywhere, and a total of sixty-four flying knives in the air were minced and burned into smithereens. The remaining four knives did not slow down at all as they flew towards the lion.

As soon as the flying knife touched the Wind Fire Lion, it stopped in mid-air, unable to move an inch forward. The prowess of the Wind and Fire Spell that an Earth Realm expert had used his mana to execute was beyond ordinary.

However, no one expected the four throwing knives to suddenly spin. Turbulent air waves burst from the tail, propelling forward in a spiral.

A crisp sound rang out as the four throwing knives pierced through the lion's body.

"An insignificant skill!"

Zhao Huan Ge scolded, then swung his blue sleeves. The flying dagger carried with it a turbulent air current, which he then absorbed into his sleeve.

"Ha ha!" Tang Lang was laughing. "How could my Tang Sect's [Sand Shooting Shadow] technique be so easy to break?" "Rise!"

All of a sudden, ten flying knives flew towards Zhao Hange from all directions. Except for the last four knives, the rest of the sixty-four knives were made of sand. They were all illusions. The last ten were the true throwing daggers – this was the power of the Sand Shot.

Zhao Hange pushed off the ground with the tip of his feet, causing a whirlwind to lift him up into the air. Then, he held his fingers together and a wind pillar descended, trapping the flying daggers that came from all directions.

"Inscription from sand, but if..."

His expression changed before he could finish his words.

A flying dagger broke through the ground and shot towards the sky, heading straight for his vitals. In a moment of desperation, Zhao Hange instinctively leaned to the side and a flying knife flew past his face, dragging a ray of light behind it.

Fresh blood oozed out, and an inch long wound appeared on his face.

This was the moment!

"Thunder!"

While he was still sick, I jumped up and raised my great sword above my head, slapping it down.

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A clap of thunder rang out, and a strong sword light exploded right behind Zhao Huan Ge's back. He was just like a meteor that I slammed into the earth.

The heck! I was so moved that I was about to cry — and finally hit.

After the roar, the smoke dissipated and Zhao Hange flew out from the stone pit. The clothes on his back were torn and torn, and his flesh was charred.

I thought to myself, what a pity, if it wasn't for the critical moment of protection, Zhao Hange would have already become a pile of mud.

"You guys, how dare you hurt me!"

His face was like snow, and his expression was as cold as ice. Zhao Hange let the blood drip from his face and the muscles on his back become anxious. He just stared at us with a gaze as sharp as knives.

"If you were ten years younger, I could call you childish. But now, I can only regretfully say that you are retarded. You are an evil demon, and we are the righteous path. So what if I hurt you? "

I lifted the heavy sword in my hand and pointed it straight at Zhao Hange's heart.

"I'm not only going to hurt you. Now, I still want to kill you! "