The Dark Academy had fled to the bitter cold for a thousand years. In this long period of time, an elder like Jin Wannian was just a junior among juniors.
The battle of a thousand years ago had been passed down by word of mouth, and had gradually faded away. But the hardships of the bitter cold were personally experienced. The hardships that had persisted for a thousand years had never changed, and the reason for the hardships would never be forgotten.
The four great academies were the culprits for their hardships. This hatred did not need to be specially instilled. The daily hardships were constantly lashing at each and every one of them. Jin Wannian had infiltrated the pass with a few companions when he was young, and was hunted down like rats on the street after their identities were discovered. His companions had all died, and only he had managed to escape. This experience made his hatred towards the four great academies and the cultivators within the pass even more engraved in his heart.
Fleeing for a thousand years.
This was not something he could have done alone. This was the blood and tears accumulated from generation after generation. The rights and wrongs of a thousand years ago had long since become unclear to them. But this time, the four great academies had already led their people outside the pass. Flee? Where else could they flee to?
Jin Wannian, who did not care about seniority when he was with his juniors, and who did not look like a proper person, charged forward without hesitation. The blood energy around him made him seem like an unsheathed blade as he slashed towards Tenting.
Dodge!
This was the thought that flashed through Tenting's mind subconsciously. Even if there were other people from the Black Tortoise Sect behind him, even if he knew that he had to block this attack, his experience and his awareness didn't give him any choice in this aspect. He only had one option, and that was to dodge.
Tenting immediately stepped forward, his figure rapidly sweeping to the left. The members of the Black Tortoise Sect behind him were exposed to Jin Wannian's blade like figure without any regard.
"Ha!"
Jin Wannian snorted coldly.
They would do anything to achieve their goals, even disregarding the life and death of their companions. This was something the Dark Academy had long since become accustomed to. But didn't the Guannei Academy, which prided itself on justice, despise this kind of behavior? But when forced to do so, did they not make the same choice?
Jin Wannian felt disdain in his heart, but his attack was merciless. With a wave of his hand, a stream of blood energy slashed towards the heads of the Black Tortoise Sect members at the front. But from his left side, a wave of heat quickly attacked. Accompanied by a shout of "old man" from Six Li, Jin Wannian did not hesitate, his figure quickly moving to the right. The attacks that had been aimed at the Black Tortoise Sect members were also directed towards this attack.
Boom!
When Jin Wannian's gaze turned, the first thing he saw was the provocative flames. In this bitterly cold land, fire was what the Dark Academy loved the most. But right now, fire was in Black Tortoise Tenting Tenting. Ying Su's speed, compared to before, had actually increased by several times. This allowed him, who had dodged Jin Wannian's attack by a large margin, to be able to counterattack even though he had attacked later.
Fortunately, it was fire. Jin Wannian had sensed the temperature of the fire the moment the camp had released its attack. Otherwise, it would have been too late for him to dodge this quick and tricky attack if he had waited for the cries of alarm from six li behind him.
As the flames came, Jin Wannian sent out his blood energy to meet them. But the blood energy that could destroy the divine weapons of the Black Tortoise Sect members dissipated the moment it came into contact with the flames.
Jin Wannian was taken aback, but he immediately reacted.
It was a divine weapon.
How could one of the Seven Mansions of Black Tortoise not have a powerful divine weapon? The sudden increase in speed, and the flames that dissipated the blood energy, were all due to the strengthening of the divine weapon. Ying Tenting, who had revealed his divine weapon, was displaying his strongest power.
Jin Wannian instantly became dispirited, the blood energy around him seeming unnecessary.
This was another gap, an extremely large gap.
The Dark Academy, where even survival resources were scarce, could only come across divine weapons. Even Jin Wannian, the leader of the Dark Academy, did not have a divine weapon suitable for him. He had used the Blood Dissolving Technique to swallow the Blood Fighting Bastard that had been strengthened by the Divine Martial Seal, and the damage to his body was increasing every second. He did not hesitate to use it in exchange for battle power, wanting to fight with this top figure of the Black Tortoise Academy.
The result?
The other party had casually revealed his divine weapon, and the flames ignited by the divine weapon were able to restrain the blood energy of the Blood Fighting Bastard to a certain extent. The improvement that Jin Wannian had exchanged his life for was instantly erased. His all-out gamble was laughable and pathetic in front of the Seven Mansions of Black Tortoise, the top cultivators of the Inner Pass.
He lowered his hands, and the red in his hair also stopped, leaving behind a head of strange hair that was half red and half white. He turned his head to look at Liu Li, at Wu Feng, at the people of the Dark Academy, and showed a helpless bitter smile. The flames in Ying Tenting's hand did not stop, and continued to advance, stabbing towards Jin Wannian's chest.
The flames passed through.
Jin Wannian's entire body was burning. He did not move, but instantly collapsed as if his skeleton had fallen apart, turning into a pile of black dust.
Ying Tenting's figure did not stop, and had already moved behind Jin Wannian, receiving the flames that pierced through Jin Wannian, and continued to walk towards the people of the Dark Academy.
"Hurry up and leave." Liu Li did not reveal any expression of sorrow, only turning his head to speak to Wu Feng.
"So fast, how can we leave?" Wu Feng smiled bitterly. As he said that, he turned to the others and said, "Everyone, run. Every one of you who escapes counts."
"None of you should think of leaving!" Ying Tenting said coldly, and immediately charged at Wu Feng with the string of flames in his hand.
"Why me first?" Wu Feng grumbled, and subconsciously wanted to resist. But Ying Tenting, who had a divine weapon, was much stronger than him. He did not even look at his resistance, and was going to burn him and his resistance together with him with one attack. But a gust of wind suddenly swept over, and Ying Tenting's powerful flames that made Jin Wannian lose his will to fight, because of this wind, started to sway with the wind.
Lu Ping, with a speed that was even faster than Ying Tenting, stood in front of his attack.
The flames stopped, and stopped less than two feet in front of Lu Ping. Ying Tenting looked at Lu Ping, "What do you mean?"
"Forget it." Lu Ping said.
"Forget it? Do you know what you're saying? "Ying Tenting said.
"The Seven Stars Valley's trap, it actually has nothing to do with them." Lu Ping said.
"The Dark Demon, everyone has the right to kill him!" Ying Tenting raised his voice. He had shouted those words before because he wanted to help Lu Ping. He never thought that he would shout those words again so quickly, and this time, it was because Lu Ping was obstructing him, standing between him and the Dark Academy.
"I don't think that's necessary." Lu Ping said.
"You think?? You … … "Ying Tenting subconsciously wanted to say who do you think you are, but the words stopped at the tip of his tongue.
Who do you think you are?
Lu Ping had the Divine Martial Seal in his left hand, and the Myriad Flower Cylinder in his right. Even if it was an ordinary cultivator, no one would dare to look down on him with these two transcendent divine weapons in their hands, not to mention that he was already extraordinarily powerful.
"Do you want to become enemies with the world?" Ying Tenting looked at Lu Ping, and said word by word.
"Is it that serious?" Lu Ping hesitated.
"Scared?" Liu Li who was on the ground said when he saw his hesitation.
"Not really." Lu Ping said, "I just feel that it's troublesome, for you guys … … I'm not that familiar with you guys."
"There's a good way." Wu Feng who was behind Lu Ping spoke.
"What way?" Lu Ping turned around to look at him.
"Kill them all." Wu Feng gritted his teeth and looked at everyone from Black Tortoise Academy.
Lu Ping followed his gaze, and everyone from Black Tortoise Academy, including Ying Tenting, suddenly panicked.
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