Chapter 190: Repaying a Favor

The Refining Essence cultivator was very fast in his finger-spelling speed, because at his level of cultivation, most people have already started to try to get rid of the spell-spelling and casting.

Huan Yin saw that the Refining Essence cultivator on the opposite side was flipping his hands for a few times, and the aura around him became stronger and stronger. Huan Yin knew that he must be casting an extremely powerful spell, because there was no weak spell in the cave.

With Huan Yin's current cultivation, it was still difficult for him to resist the Refining Essence cultivator. In addition, his injuries had not healed yet, so he could not be the opponent of the Refining Essence cultivator in front of him.

However, Huan Yin had no better way. He had to fight now, because he could not escape the pursuit of the Refining Essence cultivator in the early stage.

The next moment, the Refining Essence cultivator's hand was completed, and then he pressed his head, and suddenly opened his mouth and roared at Huan Yin.

At the moment when the Refining Master roared, bursts of sonic booms came out of his mouth, which immediately shook the surroundings and even the earth seemed to start to shake slightly.

When Huan Yin was attacked by the Refining Master's magic, his head suddenly seemed to explode with thunder, and blood immediately flowed out of his mouth.

The magic of this Refining Master looked far less gorgeous than other magics, but the biggest feature of this magic was that it was invisible. It was difficult to find a way to target and restrain it when it was invisible.

Huan Yin's eyes were burning with fighting spirit. He knew that he had to win this battle, otherwise even if the Refining Master on the opposite side did not want to kill him, he would probably find it difficult to recover from the injuries.

Huan Yin decisively took out the immortal sword Huaxue, then he held the sword in his hand, pointed the sword tip at himself, and whispered: "Chengxue!" Soon, a white light appeared on the Huaxue, covering Huan Yin in it, and in the blink of an eye, a large piece of white snow was formed, wrapping Huan Yin in it.

The roar of the Refining Master continued, and the white snow on Huan Yin's immortal sword was constantly shaken away by him. However, Huan Yin was also struggling to resist, constantly increasing the sword power on the Huaxue Immortal Sword, allowing the white snow to help him block the sonic booms. Not only that, Huan Yin, who was in the snow pile, also controlled his spiritual power all over his body to further resist the magic of the Refining Master.

The roar of the Refining Master lasted for a full twenty breaths before it finally stopped, and Huan Yin was already surrounded by white snow, and his own situation could not be seen clearly.

"Melting snow." After a few breaths, Huan Yin seemed to have adjusted his breathing. His voice came out from the snowdrift, and then the white snow wrapped around him gradually melted away, and his figure was revealed again.

At this moment, Huan Yin had blood oozing out of his seven orifices, and his entire face was like a ghost, looking extremely terrifying. Although he tried his best to resist just now, he still couldn't hold it completely.

However, the moment Huan Yin's figure appeared, he had already taken the Yin Sword in his hand, and the tip of the sword pointed at the opposite Refining Master.

Since we are going to fight, we will fight with all our strength. If we always wait for the other party to make the first move, what is the point of fighting? Huan Yin shouted: "Tear the night!"

Then, a sword light suddenly lit up on Huan Yin's Yin Sword, and the sword light contained the scorching power of the early sun. Huan Yin was going to challenge the magic in the cave with his own magic. He believed that his magic was more powerful!

After the sword light on the sword was extremely bright, a stream of Shaoyang sword energy strengthened by the sword flew out of the sword and rushed towards the opposite Lianjing monk.

The opposite Lianjing monk was obviously not prepared at all. When Huanyin's Shaoyang sword energy was launched, he had no time to use any magic to resist. He could only choose to use spiritual power to block Huanyin's magic.

"Boom!" A huge sound came out, and then Huanyin's Shaoyang sword energy hit the body of the Lianjing monk, wrapping the whole body of the Lianjing monk in a dazzling light.

Finally, when the light faded, the figure of the opposite Lianjing monk was revealed. There was blood at the corner of his mouth, and he was obviously injured. But Huanyin could see that he was not seriously injured.

There was a world of difference between the cultivation power of the Juli monk and the Lianjing monk. Huanyin was able to injure the Lianjing monk while injured. He was probably the first person in ancient and modern times. However, this still did not change Huan Yin's completely weak position.

Huan Yin moved again, his whole body's cultivation suddenly rose, and his momentum continued to rise. He was about to use one of his strongest spells, the Life-Destroying Palm.

However, the opposite Refining Master seemed to have instinctively sensed Huan Yin's accelerated rhythm. After he showed up, he had already pinched half of the spell, and it seemed that he was going to attack Huan Yin.

After three breaths, Huan Yin's spiritual power surged, and then his right hand formed a palm and pushed it towards the opposite Refining Master, while the Refining Master had also finished pinching the spell, and his left hand formed a palm knife and fiercely slashed towards Huan Yin.

Suddenly, a huge palm appeared in front of Huan Yin, and it pressed towards the opposite Refining Master with a destructive force. At the same time, a sharp edge several feet high appeared in front of the opposite Refining Master, and chopped towards Huan Yin's Life-Destroying Palm!

The Life-Destroying Palm and the Refining Essence Cultivator's spells soon connected, causing a fierce collision and roar in the middle of Huan Yin's Refining Essence Cultivator, overturning the surrounding trees and grass.

"Boom!" With an extremely loud roar, Huan Yin's Life-Destroying Palm was suddenly cut in half by the Refining Essence Cultivator's sharp edge.

The moment Huan Yin's spell was broken, he suffered a backlash, and his injuries could not be suppressed. However, this was not the worst. The worst thing was that although the spell of the Refining Master was weakened by Huan Yin's Life-Destroying Palm, it did not dissipate, but continued to rush towards Huan Yin.

Huan Yin was shocked and quickly opened the giant spirit fan and summoned the giant spirit to block in front of him. However, Huan Yin was a little late to cast the spell now, and he had not recovered his breath, so his spiritual power could not keep up. Although the giant spirit used the double mace in front of Huan Yin to block the spell of the Refining Master, Huan Yin was still suffocated by the spell, and his spiritual power gradually felt a little weak.

Finally, the spell of the Refining Master blasted the giant spirit away and hit Huan Yin hard, instantly blasting Huan Yin away, and even spilled blood on the path he flew out.

Huan Yin's old injury completely broke out the moment he was hit. He was hit hard to the ground and felt like he couldn't catch his breath.

Huan Yin had already used all his strongest means, and he also used up all his spiritual power to activate the magic. However, the gap in realm and the injuries on his body made it impossible for him to be the opponent of the Refining Master on the opposite side, not to mention that the magic of this Refining Master was so powerful.

Huan Yin felt that his cultivation began to show signs of loosening. Repeated serious injuries made it difficult for him to keep his cultivation from falling. With such injuries, Huan Yin didn't know if he could recover. If his cultivation fell, would he stop moving forward forever?

The Refining Master opposite Huan Yin still had empty eyes and expressionless face. He just sensed that Huan Yin still had fluctuations in his cultivation, so he raised his hand again and began to dance the magic formula.

This time, when the Refining Master's magic formula changed, the whole scene began to become gloomy, and Huan Yin even felt that the sky was gradually getting darker. Undoubtedly, this is a stronger spell, more powerful than the one that just injured Huan Yin.

However, Huan Yin had already used all his spells. Now that he was seriously injured and exhausted, how could he resist the bombardment of the spells of the monks on the opposite side?

"Hiss!" A snake's hissing sound came out, and then Huan Yin saw a huge python phantom appear behind the monk on the opposite side. The spells in the hands of the monk continued to change, and he called more and more spiritual power, and his momentum became stronger and stronger, and the phantom of the python behind him gradually changed from virtual to real.

Finally, when the monk finished the spell, the python behind him was completely condensed and formed, as if there was really a giant python there.

An extremely powerful spiritual power fluctuation came from the giant python, and even a breath of primitiveness unconsciously emanated, making the python's cultivation power infinitely close to the middle stage of refining essence!

This spell is too powerful. A cultivator who can cast this spell may have no rivals in the same level. Even if he encounters a cultivator of a higher level, he can still protect himself.

In his current state, Huan Yin has no chance of dealing with the terrifying python. If the python really attacks him, only death awaits him.

After the monk Lian Jing finished casting the spell, he pointed in the direction of Huan Yin without any emotion. Then, the giant python behind him roared and rushed towards Huan Yin!

Huan Yin looked at the python rushing over, and the spiritual power in his body boiled again. He wanted to make a final fight, even if he knew that the result of this fight would most likely be death, but there was no such word as "wait to die" in his dictionary!

"Roar!" Just as Huan Yin was about to sit up and cast his desperate attack, a tiger roar came from behind him, and then a white figure passed over Huan Yin's head and rushed towards the giant python opposite him.

It was a snow-white tiger, and the spiritual power emanating from it was many times stronger than that of the giant python. The moment the white tiger appeared, the giant python trembled immediately, but before it could react, the white tiger had already bit off its head and roared as it threw its huge body out.

"It's it!" Huan Yin looked at the figure of the white tiger, and felt a warm feeling in his heart, and then he finally couldn't hold on and fainted.