The Icy Cave was located in the depths of the Magical Beast Mountain Range. It was one of the examination locations for Danwu College.
Every few years, a large number of young martial artists would enter the Icy Cave to participate in the examination.
The martial artists who passed the Icy Cave examination would be brought to another place to participate in the next round of Danwu College's examination.
Sha sha!
In the dense forest, dozens of figures were moving quickly. Low sounds of something breaking through the air could be heard from the crowd.
These people were naturally the martial artists who were participating in the Icy Cave examination. However, their situation was obviously not optimistic.
"Damn it, these people are so daring. They actually dared to stop Danwu College's Icy Cave examination!"
A late stage Xiantian Danwu College elder's face was gloomy as he clenched his fists and said angrily.
"Now is not the time to talk about this. This place is very close to the Icy Cave. Rest for ten minutes, then hurry up and try to reach the Icy Cave before nightfall." A complete Xiantian martial artist frowned slightly. Soon after, his low voice was heard by the crowd of young martial artists.
Hearing this, the crowd of martial artists nodded their heads.
On the way, they were surrounded by mysterious experts. If not for the elder leading them risking his life to resist, they would have been killed long ago.
These young martial artists were mostly rookies who had not experienced a real battle. Even now, some martial artists still had some fear on their faces.
Although the academy elder had risked his life to resist, these people were extremely cunning. They had used a secret technique to kill many black eagles, causing them to have no choice but to travel on foot.
In the dense forest, under a towering tree, dozens of figures were taking a short break.
"Not good, everyone be on guard!"
Suddenly, the complete Xiantian elder stood up and released his aura. He shouted in a low voice, "There are ten martial artists to the east. The lowest cultivation is at the complete Xiantian realm and the highest is at the middle stage of the True Martial Realm! There are five martial artists to the west. The lowest cultivation is at the early stage of the True Martial Realm and the highest is at the middle stage of the True Martial Realm! "
Hiss!
Hearing this elder's words, the crowd of martial artists sucked in a breath of cold air. With such a lineup, if they were to attack them, they would be like lambs waiting to be slaughtered. They would not be able to fight back.
Not only the young martial artists participating in the assessment, but even the elders of Danwu College had grave expressions on their faces. Their hearts sank to the bottom.
They only had five elders, three of whom were at the peak stage of the Xiantian Realm, and two of whom were at the late stage of the Xiantian Realm.
Faced with the enemy's lineup, they would not be able to hold on for long before being defeated.
At that time, the fates of these young martial artists participating in the assessment would be dictated by others!
Creak!
In the next moment, the sound of twigs snapping suddenly rang out in the quiet jungle.
Whoosh!
This soft sound was like a thunderclap, causing the expressions of the originally nervous young cultivators to change greatly, and they hurriedly stood up.
At this time, a deep voice came from Feng Qiang's mouth, "Everyone, prepare for battle. Xiantian realm martial artists and above will take the front, and Houtian realm martial artists will stay behind. Everyone, form a semicircle."
Feng Qiang's face was extremely gloomy. He was the most powerful person among them, and his cultivation level was at the Connate Full Circle.
At this critical juncture, he had to stand at the forefront! He could not have the slightest bit of cowardice or cowardice!
As soon as Feng Qiang's voice fell, the fifty young martial artists moved quickly. In just a moment, they had formed a semicircle.
Feng Qiang and the other four elders guarded the gap in the semicircle. Their pitch-black eyes kept moving as they stared straight ahead.
At the end of their line of sight, several figures gradually appeared.
Sha sha!
Following the appearance of this group of people, in another direction, five figures appeared in Feng Qiang's line of sight in an instant.
"The peak of the Middle Stage of the True Martial Realm!" Feeling the powerful aura of the middle-aged man, Feng Qiang realized that he would not be able to survive today.
"Ha ha ha, it seems that Hall Leader was right. I can really meet so many newbies here, and there are even a few elders of Danwu College. It seems that this trip has not been in vain."
The middle-aged man laughed loudly. Suddenly, a towering aura rose, and a blood-red shadow shot out.
"Not good!"
Feeling the power of the blood-red shadow, Feng Qiang's expression changed. His hands formed a series of hand seals, and finally, he threw out a palm strike to meet the blood-red shadow head-on.
"Hmm? Not bad, to be able to block my attack with a cultivation of Xiantian Realm at 40% of my strength, you are indeed worthy of being an elder of Danwu College. "
After the attack, the middle-aged man seemed to be fine, but Feng Qiang was forced to take a few steps back before he could stabilize himself. With this attack, it was clear who had the upper hand.
"Fan Zhi, we discovered these people first. I think you are going a bit too far, right?" In the distance, a black-robed cultivator at the peak of Middle Stage of True Martial Realm said, "Do you want to declare war on us?"
"Ha ha, not to the extent of declaring war."
Fan Zhi smiled, but his expression immediately turned cold. He shouted in a low voice, "Old Xue, these martial artists are here to participate in the Cold Ice Cave's assessment."
"If you have something to say, say it quickly!" Old Xue frowned slightly and said coldly.
"There are fifty young martial artists here, we will each take half," Fan Zhi said, "As for the five elders of Danwu College, I will suffer a bit. Leave them to me."
"Hmph! You are really wishful thinking. "
Old Xue coldly snorted and said, "Although we don't belong to the same hall, we are all from the Corpse Sect. I can't let you suffer a loss."
"How about this, I have more people on my side. Leave the three Xiantian Realm martial artists to me and the two Late Stage Xiantian Realm martial artists to you."
"Old Xue, let's not fight. Let's attack together and kill them all." After thinking for a moment, Fan Zhi said, "I heard that there is a Late Stage True Martial Realm martial artist among the leading elders of Danwu College. If we are discovered by him, although you and I won't be afraid, it will still be troublesome."
"Good!"
Old Devil Xue's eyes narrowed as he rose from the ground. Vigorous Yuan Qi surged out of his body. The tyrannical aura caused the withered leaves in the surroundings to fly away. Such an aura was not far from the late stage of the True Martial Realm.
After he made his move, the nine Xiantian Realm martial artists behind him also stepped on the ground and pulled out their weapons. Their target was the young martial artists who had already been scattered.
"Let's finish this quickly!"
Seeing that Old Xue and his group had taken the initiative to attack, Fan Zhi waved his hand and flicked his finger. Suddenly, a blood-red cold light directly attacked Feng Qiang like a ghost.
"Tang Kun, I will stop them. You quickly retreat and immediately think of a way to contact Elder Han Feng! As long as we can find Elder Han Feng, we might have a chance of survival. " Seeing that Fan Zhi and his group had made their move, Feng Qiang's heart suddenly sank. He knew that today was a bad day.
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