Chapter 188 Heading to the Holy Mountain

As soon as Bifang flapped its wings, it soared into the sky.

Because of its extremely high speed, it generated tremendous pressure. It carried about 200 people on its back, and with just this one blow, 50 to 60 people fell off its back.

Those who did not enter the upper third level were all eliminated.

"What a fast speed." Han Xu sighed in his heart as he felt the strong wind coming towards him.

Yang Xiu stood at the front and ignored those who were eliminated. The altitude was not high yet. Even if those people fell, they would not be in danger of death based on their strength.

He said, "Everyone be careful."

After that, Bifang actually accelerated again, passing through the clouds like lightning.

When the speed reaches a certain level, the air resistance is very terrible.

Yingying has already clenched her teeth, her body is slightly shaking, and she is already very tired.

The force that has been acting on her body is enough to rival the strength of a seventh-grade cultivator. Moreover, she is in the sky at this time, and the spiritual energy is very thin. In this case, she has to keep fighting against the air resistance, which is also very exhausting for the cultivator.

Yingying's cultivation path was not good at direct confrontation, so Han Xu reached out and pulled her into his arms. A spiritual light blocked in front of him, and Yingying felt that all the pressure disappeared.

"Thank you, young master."

"Why are you being polite to me?" After saying that, Han Xu also hugged Qing'er into his arms. Anyway, for him, protecting one more person would not waste much power, and it would also save spiritual power for Qing'er and Yingying.

Han Xu's actions immediately attracted the hatred of many people. Most people here were trying their best to resist, but he hugged left and right, and showed off his love unscrupulously. This gap is easy to make people jealous.

Tang Yurou also looked at Han Xu with surprise. Although she knew that Han Xu had gained an opportunity because of his cultivation of Taoism and his cultivation realm had made rapid progress, after all, the image of a playboy and a waste was already deeply rooted in her heart. Even if she knew that Han Xu had killed more than a hundred masters by the Qingjiang River, she still couldn't associate Han Xu with the word "strong".

At this time, she already felt exhausted. In order to stand firm, her skills had been used to the limit.

But look at Han Xu, he was completely stress-free and relaxed, and he even protected two people.

Regardless of his actual combat power, his spiritual power alone far exceeded hers, even though both of them were of the eighth rank.

"I didn't expect this waste to have a chance to turn over." She gritted her teeth and said.

Tang Yurou hated Han Xu very much.

First, she was humiliated by him at Han Xu's house, and then she was adopted as the queen's adopted daughter. When all her plans were just on track, because of Han Xu and Han Luoling, the queen was banished to the cold palace, and the efforts of the Tang Sect were ruined.

This Han Xu was like her destined nemesis. Every time he appeared, he would ruin her good deeds.

One after another, some people couldn't stand the pressure and were blown off the back of Bifang by the strong wind. The number of people who could still stand also began to decrease rapidly.

Han Xu also secretly observed the status of everyone. Wei Kuang beside him naturally had no problem. His strength above the ninth rank allowed him to be as steady as a rock even in such a harsh environment.

In addition to him, Tang Yan was also very relaxed. His feet seemed to be rooted, motionless. He even divided a part of his spiritual power and pulled Tang Yurou behind him when she was about to give up.

But the most dazzling performance was the son of the Holy Dao Palace.

He was seen standing alone at the head, with a dazzling light shield covering his body. The strong wind around him had no effect on him at all, and even his hair could not be blown away.

Han Xu whispered to Wei Kuang, "How strong is this Saint Son?"

Wei Kuang showed a serious look for the first time. He said, "Very strong. Everyone knows that before Lone Sword Jiang Yang entered the Supernormal, he was known as the number one person under the Supernormal. Even I lost to him half a move."

"Speaking of the point."

"I know that Jiang Yang once fought with the Saint Son, and the result was a draw."

"That was still so-so." Han Xu said. He knew Jiang Yang's strength. To be honest, Jiang Yang was able to enter the Supernormal thanks to Han Xu's sword guidance.

Jiang Yang's cultivation came from the Sword Domain, and his weapon was also a sword from the Sword Domain.

Every sword in the Sword Domain can be called a magic weapon. If it is not recognized by it, it cannot be taken out of the Sword Domain.

Once it is recognized by the Sword of the Sword Domain, it is equivalent to obtaining the Sword Domain's true sword canon. Even if it is not as good as the Qinglian Sword Art that Han Xu practiced, it must be a first-class sword technique in the secular world.

The Saint Son was able to fight him to a draw, which showed his extraordinary strength.

Moreover, the Saint Son was much younger than Jiang Yang. In other words, the Saint Son's potential was even higher than Jiang Yang's.

In addition to the Saint Son and Tang Yan, Han Xu also noticed several young men behind him. Two of them were full of sharp sword intent. If nothing unexpected happened, they should also be from the Northern Sword Region.

There was another person with a pale face and an indescribable evil aura. He should be from the cult holy land of Putuo Mountain.

"Everyone, there is only half of the journey left." Yang Xiu reminded. At this time, except for Yingying and Tang Yurou who were protected by someone on the back of Bifang, all the other cultivators below the eighth rank were eliminated.

There were less than 30 people who could still stand on the back of Bifang.

As soon as Yang Xiu finished speaking, everyone felt the temperature around them begin to rise.

A blue flame appeared on the back of Bifang.

Everyone's face changed drastically. It is said that the fire of Bifang is a rare fire in the world. Once it touches, it is extremely difficult to extinguish.

Suddenly, an eighth-grade master could not resist and fell down with a scream.

Han Xu frowned and drew an ice-blue talisman. This talisman dispersed in the wind and turned into a barrier, protecting Qing'er and Yingying inside.

This blue flame would not be good even if it touched the ninth grade, let alone Qing'er and Yingying.

This barrier directly isolated the high temperature of the flame, and Qing'er and Yingying even felt very cool and comfortable.

Wei Kuang looked at Han Xu enviously and said, "I want to come in too."

"Sorry, you are too strong, there is no room for you." Han Xu said without looking back, leaving Wei Kuang alone behind him.

However, Wei Kuang has the blood of Suzaku, and is good at the power of fire. In addition, he is in the realm of the ninth grade, so he can withstand the fire of Bifang, but he can't do it as easily as Han Xu.

Han Xu was not worried about Wei Kuang at all, but silently observed the others.

Since the blue flame appeared, everyone's pressure has increased greatly, and the eighth-grade masters have been eliminated one after another.

Tang Yan was surrounded by a gray aura, which actually condensed into a substantial murderous aura, which condensed into a barrier to compete with the blue flame.

The two sword cultivators in the Sword Domain each drew out the sword behind them, and sword auras lingered, dispelling all the flames wherever they passed.

The evil cultivator in Baituo Mountain actually took out a bottle, and all the flames approaching him were absorbed by the bottle.

The Holy Son still stood with his hands behind his back, and an extremely bright halo appeared behind him. Under the shining light, the flames could not get close.

In this way, while everyone was competing with the flames, Bifang rushed all the way, and the mountains and rivers below retreated rapidly. In just a few incense sticks, it spanned hundreds of miles, and the outline of a mountain hidden in the clouds gradually became clear.

"Everyone, we are here."

After Yang Xiu finished speaking, the Bifang let out a cry, and the blue flames and the surrounding clouds dissipated together, and a mountain that reached into the clouds appeared clearly in front of everyone.

Han Xu looked around and saw that there were only a few people left.