Chapter 67

"Middle-stage Fixed Cultivation Great Killing Technique!" Upon hearing these words, Amu was startled. The white light moved extremely fast, reaching him in the blink of an eye, not even giving Amu a chance to use any techniques.

Is this the power of middle-stage Fixed Cultivation? In comparison, Zhou Yunji's actions toward him back then were merely a form of play.

Two middle-stage Fixed Cultivation cultivators assassinating him, their ruthless moves were clearly aimed at taking his life. And the one who could mobilize two middle-stage Fixed Cultivation cultivators must be a cultivator from the Northern Cold Spirit Realm.

"Is it Elder Li? How quick the action is? The sect leader just entered seclusion, and you're already making a move?" Amu's thoughts raced.

At the same time, he suddenly used the demonic cultivation power to activate the Heavenly玄Flying Saucer, trying to completely avoid the fatal blow from the middle-stage Fixed Cultivation cultivator, but he was still a bit too slow.

With a "swoosh," the divine ice slash tore through the white robe, grazing his left ear and shoulder, cutting off a lock of Amu's black hair.

"Close call!" Amu was startled. That technique was no less powerful than a middle-stage Fixed Cultivation flying sword and could definitely cause physical harm to him.

Before Amu could catch his breath, two figures pressed down again, and two Fixed Cultivation auras directly enveloped him. The dual pressure was like two mountains, instantly restraining Amu.

At this moment, another black-clothed figure flipped his hand, and a purple flame transformed into a fire dragon, roaring as it rushed toward Amu's chest.

Middle-stage Fixed Cultivation sneak attacks, both using great killing techniques, how could Amu resist? He didn't even have the chance to form seals and use techniques. The few new techniques he had learned couldn't be used, and he still had to take care of Lishui.

This was the gap in cultivation levels, almost irreparable.

Although Amu had already activated the Ten Thousand Demons Transforming into Immortal Technique to counter the pressure, he was still a step too late. Moreover, Fixed Cultivation was a major level higher than Initial Cultivation, and the Ten Thousand Demons Transforming into Immortal Technique couldn't completely counter the pressure.

"Poof—" The purple flame struck Amu's chest. This purple flame could melt iron and refine gold, far stronger than the beast fire of the half-immortal tiger.

"Ugh!" Amu grunted, his chest clothing instantly turning to ashes, his chest burning and his internal qi and blood surging. This was the first time Amu's physical body had been injured since coming to the Northern Cold.

"Ah!" The middle-stage Fixed Cultivation cultivator was also startled. His technique was a sure-kill move, capable of turning copper and iron into water, but Amu had somehow endured the blow without being reduced to ashes.

However, under the force, Amu was directly knocked off the Heavenly玄Flying Saucer.

"Amu—" Lishui called out, knowing that Amu couldn't ride the wind and wanted to save him. But he and the Heavenly玄Flying Saucer were already restrained by the Fixed Cultivation pressure, unable to move.

At this moment, Amu fell from a hundred feet in the air, heading straight for the ground, his life hanging by a thread.

The two middle-stage Fixed Cultivation cultivators, being straightforward, immediately abandoned Lishui and pounced on Amu again. They wanted to leave Amu no chance to catch his breath, ensuring his death. Otherwise, if they gave Amu a chance to catch his breath, it might not be good.

A flash of light, and two sword lights appeared in their hands, cold and intimidating, with a glow of light. These were two middle-stage cultivation treasure-grade flying swords.

Amu, using the momentum of his fall, finally broke free from the Fixed Cultivation pressure with the Ten Thousand Demons Transforming into Immortal Technique. His chest ached, and there was even a burnt smell.

What a powerful technique, actually causing harm to Amu, who had an immortal bone. Fortunately, it was only a flesh wound, and Amu didn't notice the black aura flowing from his chest, which was healing at a visible speed.

But there was no time for Amu to think. The two flying swords, accompanied by a gust of wind, like dragons emerging from the water, directly entangled Amu. The sword control of middle-stage Fixed Cultivation was like an arm directing a finger, far more proficient than Yang Yun, with increased power.

"Poof—"

In the air, Amu couldn't dodge in time and was directly slashed by one of the flying swords on his left arm.

"Hmm?" Amu frowned, blood flowed, instantly staining his sleeve. However, the wound quickly emitted black light, and the wound rapidly healed.

"Amu—" Lishui saw Amu injured again and couldn't help but shout, "Use the spirit summoning talisman!"

"Spirit summoning talisman!" Hearing Lishui's shout, the two black-clothed figures exchanged glances. They didn't expect Amu to have a spirit summoning talisman.

Taking advantage of their momentary hesitation, Amu twisted his body in the air and stood still.

"No need!" Amu coldly laughed, his long hair flying, demonic cultivation power surging, a faint black mist rising around him. His snow-white robe fluttered without wind, and his eyes flashed with black lightning, making him look like a divine being.

"You two, you will die today!" Amu's voice was icy, filled with killing intent.

Amu flipped his hand, and a black vine let out a dragon's roar, flying out of his body and being held in his hand. This was an assassination, and two middle-stage Fixed Cultivation cultivators. A single mistake could mean immediate death. Amu didn't need to hide and directly used his ultimate technique, deciding to kill the two without leaving any traces.

"Break!" Amu waved his hand, and the black vine glowed, trailing a black light several feet long, directly sweeping toward the two flying swords.

Who could resist the black vine?

"You can ride the wind! You're not a cultivation child!" One of them exclaimed, seeing Amu suddenly floating in the air.

"What kind of power is that? He hid his cultivation! Recall the swords!" The other said.

But the two were a bit too slow. It was impossible to recall the flying swords. The power of the black vine almost restrained that small piece of sky.

"Crack—" A black light flashed, and the middle-stage cultivation treasure-grade flying sword, like rotten wood, broke into two pieces.

Black light flowed in Amu's eyes, like countless lightning bolts. His demonic consciousness spread like an invisible net, covering the sky.

No matter how they thought, the two middle-stage Fixed Cultivation cultivators never expected that after falling from the Heavenly玄Flying Saucer, Amu could still ride the wind, and the demonic consciousness attack exceeded their imagination.

The power of the black vine, which had shattered the middle-stage spirit treasure, the Heavenly Ice Lotus Platform, was beyond their resistance.

Fear arose, and their minds scattered, giving Amu's demonic consciousness a chance to invade.

"Ah—" The two felt a darkness before their eyes, with thunder and lightning rolling in their minds. Blood-red lightning, like a heavenly tribulation, surged, causing a massive wave.

"Run!" The two, being middle-stage Fixed Cultivation cultivators, had a higher consciousness than Yang Yun. Despite the thunder and lightning in their minds, they managed to hold on.

But at this moment, they didn't dare to risk fighting Amu again. Even if they fought to the death, the outcome might not be a defeat, but their goal this time wasn't to fight to the death.

The two quickly retreated several dozen feet, formed seals, and each shot out a spirit talisman from their storage bags. Blue light flashed, and a water curtain rose to the sky!

"Water escape talisman! Don't run!" Amu's demonic cultivation power surged, and his killing intent was overwhelming.

With the black vine in hand, Amu's strength was exposed. How could he let the two escape?

"Kill!" Seeing the two enveloped by the water curtain, Amu infused his demonic cultivation power and used the black vine like a flying sword.

The black vine flew out, resembling a black dragon, emitting dragon roars and even a blood-red light. This great killing weapon directly split the air, aiming for the two.

In the air, Lishui saw Amu standing, his white robe fluttering, black hair like ink, eyes flashing with lightning, looking like a divine being. The black vine instantly killed the two middle-stage Fixed Cultivation cultivators, leaving him amazed.

Is this Amu?

The pressure of the black vine could make even a cultivator like Han Qianli feel a soul-shaking tremor. Now, with Amu using it, the endless pressure directly made the two black-clothed figures tremble with fear, and the water escape talisman was restrained, temporarily failing.

"Junior brother, you run!" One of the black-clothed figures decisively shouted. He quickly formed a seal, and a surge of cultivation power rose, his cultivation level suddenly increasing.

"Senior brother, no!" The other middle-stage Fixed Cultivation cultivator shouted.

"Run quickly, explode—" The cultivator actually self-destructed his dantian, like triggering a volcano, barely holding back the black vine.

"Middle-stage Fixed Cultivation self-destruction!" Amu was also startled, not expecting the intruders to be so fierce, willing to self-destruct to harm the enemy.

"Boom—" The self-destruction of a middle-stage Fixed Cultivation cultivator was not to be underestimated. The loud explosion was like a mountain collapsing, and the endless cultivation power surged like a storm.

After self-destruction, the path and soul were extinguished, a final burst of power exchanged for death.

Amu moved, first protecting Lishui, then focusing his mind. At this moment, Amu could already control the Heaven and Earth如意Bracelet, using part of its power.

Purple light flashed, a light curtain enveloped Amu and Lishui. The cultivation power, though fierce, dissipated upon hitting the protective light curtain formed by the soul-grade treasure.

One middle-stage Fixed Cultivation cultivator self-destructed, turning into blood mist, but it bought a moment of life. The other cultivator used the water escape to disappear.

"Want to run? Not that easy!" Amu coldly laughed, his eyes showing countless blood-red lightning, his demonic consciousness reaching its limit, covering several miles in an instant.

"Sever the soul!" Amu shouted, the black-red lightning in his eyes almost taking shape, like bloodthirsty spirits in the night. However, a trail of blood also appeared in Amu's eyes, a result of forcefully using his demonic consciousness to harm the enemy.

"Ah—"

In the dark night, a distant scream echoed, then silence.

"Still let him escape!" Amu said fiercely. However, the person had only instinctively escaped. Because when he was in a panic, Amu used his demonic consciousness to attack, severing the person's soul. The person would either go mad or become a fool, just like Yang Feng.

"Amu, are you okay?" Lishui looked at Amu with fear.

Two middle-stage Fixed Cultivation cultivators assassinating Amu, a situation that should have been a sure death, but the result was one self-destruction and one escape. Although Amu was injured, this outcome was enough to shock.

At this moment, Amu's chest clothing was torn, his left arm stained with blood, and there was blood at the corner of his eyes, his killing intent not yet dissipated, making him look somewhat terrifying.

After scanning the surroundings and confirming no more enemies, Amu's expression gradually relaxed.

"I'm fine! Senior brother Lishui, you were frightened!" Amu calmed down, raised his hand, and the black vine turned into a stream of light and returned to his body. He also collected the storage bag dropped by the self-destructed middle-stage Fixed Cultivation cultivator into the Heaven and Earth如意Bracelet.

(Tomorrow there will only be one long update at 8 PM)

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