The big man with short hair and black robe was already furious. He attacked four times, but only killed two fourth-order wind beasts in the first strike. After that, the second and third attacks were blocked by these juniors.
"The only one who can stop a sword cultivator is a sword cultivator!"
This is the perception of most people in the world of cultivation. Sword cultivators have sharp and unparalleled attacks, and they look down on the world. Their strongest point is certainly not defense, but attacking with attack, and breaking all methods with one sword.
However, today, after Xue Longzi took the initiative to attack several times, he actually achieved very little success. What surprised and angered him the most was that they were just a group of Nascent Soul cultivators. How could he allow them to jump around in front of him
Of course, this is what most people think. The strongest spear and the strongest shield are always a topic of dispute.
A Divine Transformation cultivator who is good at earth-based fighting against a big man with short hair and black robe. As long as he can withstand the first few rounds of attacks from the big man with short hair and black robe, the biggest weakness of the sword cultivator, the lack of mana, will be exposed...
Li Yan appeared like a ghost, twenty feet away from the short-haired man in the black robe.
The big man with short hair and black robe was facing Li Yan sideways at this time. His shoulder moved just slightly, and two swords flew up and down again, as fast as lightning, and two streaks of lightening slashed towards Li Yan.
Coupled with the flying sword that followed Li Yan like a shadow, Li Yan was surrounded by three swords in an instant. The short-haired man in black robe was most concerned about Hong Yin, and the rest was Li Yan.
“He is familiar with poisoning and soul-related secret arts, but soul-related secret arts are generally prone to backlash. His previous appearance had indeed suffered backlash.
This kind of secret technique usually cannot be used too often, but I don’t know how many times he can use it in a day…”
He also quickly filtered Li Yan's attack in his mind. He couldn't let this man get close to him again.
But the next moment, what made the short-haired man in the black robe's heart skip a beat was that just when the three swords surrounded Li Yan and were about to block off an area of the world, Li Yan's quickly flying figure suddenly disappeared in the consciousness of others.
He could actually speed up again. Even at this moment, the short-haired and black-robed man only saw a shadow in his consciousness, like a fallen leaf in the autumn wind. In a gust of wind, it suddenly turned into a ball of catkins blown by the wind.
Just as two swords crossed and slashed down from the front, in the line of heaven and earth that was about to close, it made a strange turn and "slid" out like a snake, and soon arrived at a distance of ten feet to his side.
"This... this... he... how did he do that!?"
The consciousness of the short-haired man in the black robe was actually dazed for a moment. The fact that Li Yan could appear twenty feet away from him was already an extreme speed, which was far beyond his expectations.
But how could he turn at an impossible small angle when he was about to collide head-on with the flying sword
In that case, wouldn't he just have to dodge to the side or take the hit? If it was him, there were only these two ways to break through.
The short-haired man in black robe felt that he couldn't do that kind of rapid turn at a small angle. How much impact would Li Yan's body have to bear at that time
Even the physical body of a cultivator who has reached the state of spiritual transformation would, in that situation, turn itself into a strange twisted dough stick on the spot, and all the internal organs would be squeezed out from all the holes in an instant!
In the sudden change, Li Yan had already arrived in front of the short-haired man in the black robe, and it was not until this time that Yan San in the distance let out a scream.
Everything was changing so fast that it was dizzying. Even the elders below felt dizzy. Once a great cultivator of the late stage launched an attack, their spiritual sense would not be able to keep up.
Therefore, they were unable to intervene in this battle. The only person from below who could still see part of the attack clearly was Gong Shanhe.
The short-haired man in the black robe was frightened in his heart, but his reaction was also extremely fast. White light flashed on his body, and at the same time, he pointed his fingers like swords at Li Yan's forehead at lightning speed.
At this time, Li Yan's hands were covered with red and green mist, and he was ready to raise his fist to attack.
However, although his body movement was fast, he still appeared in the opponent's consciousness. The counterattack of a Jindan cultivator was even faster, and a sword energy flew out of his finger and hit him.
Li Yan did not dare to confront the opponent head-on. In a flash, his body unexpectedly bent again and he was in front of the short-haired man in the black robe.
This time, he had already made his move while turning his body, without any hesitation. His hands suddenly became like leaves in the wind, raised above his head, and his ten fingers changed and moved quickly.
The sword energy shot out by the short-haired man in the black robe almost brushed past Li Yan's clothes. The opponent bent his waist, twisted his body, slid, disappeared, and reappeared, but still gave him an uncomfortable feeling of being out of power and having no way to gain leverage.
But before he could continue his attack, he was shocked to find that the spiritual energy of heaven and earth around him and the power that controlled the nine flying swords suddenly became unstable.
"This isn't poison!"
This was the first thought that came to the mind of the short-haired man in the black robe, and the next moment, something even more shocking happened to him.
The previous moment, he just felt that his control was unstable, but the next moment, the connection between the nine flying swords and his mind and magic power became vague.
"This... This is a magic that disrupts the rules of heaven and earth!"
The big man with short hair and black robe was shocked again. He never thought that among the Tianli tribe, there was no psychic like the high priest.
How come the two late Nascent Soul cultivators who suddenly appeared were able to master the rules of heaven and earth to such an extent? When did the late Nascent Soul cultivators become so powerful
Li Yan originally wanted to use his extremely poisonous ability at close range to catch the opponent off guard. Even if it could corrode the opponent's protective light shield, it would still have a certain effect.
But it was obvious that the other party had become extremely wary of him after what happened at Wan Qingshe.
Just by looking at how the other party had just strangled him with several swords and did not allow him to get close, he could tell something was wrong. Even if Li Yan was faster, the other party's protective shield would instantly thicken, and he would use sword energy to isolate him.
If Li Yan rushed forward, he would either have to collide with the opponent's sword energy or dodge.
Li Yan had rich experience in fighting, so how could he contend with the sword energy of a sword cultivator who had transformed into a spirit? He immediately switched to the secret technique of the Guishui Xianmen's late Nascent Soul stage - the "Five Elements Chaos Cloak".
This technique can disrupt the power of the five elements between heaven and earth, making it impossible for the person covered to normally borrow nearby spiritual energy and the power of the rules of heaven and earth for a short period of time.
However, because it destroys the rules of the Five Elements power, every time it is used, it will cause a backlash of varying degrees.
Li Yan was using a higher level skill at this time, so he had a splitting headache at this moment, but he kept his lips tightly closed and did not make a sound.
They wanted to let the other party know that even though the Tianli tribe did not have a grand sacrifice, they were not at the mercy of others.
After years of hard training, Li Yan finally mastered this terrifying technique, but he is still a long way from reaching the level of Little Chengdu.
But even so, just the introduction to this technique has already unleashed a power that even a Divine Transformation cultivator cannot resist.
At the moment when Li Yan used the "Five Elements Cloak", affecting the area within a hundred feet around the short-haired man in a black robe, a red light appeared in the golden light in front of Hong Yin, like a swimming dragon, and it swam quickly and touched a flying sword in the golden light.
Instantly, the flying sword burst out with icy sword energy, but under the high temperature emitted by the red spear head and the surrounding golden light, a large white mist rose.
Hong Yin's plump chest rose and fell violently, and the magic power in her body surged out.
At this moment, she suddenly felt the red spear controlled by magic power suddenly rushing forward, and she almost couldn't control the strength.
The flying sword that was resisting the red spear, originally had a sword body as heavy as a mountain, but its power was reduced by half in an instant, and became strong and weak.
"Ding!"
The flying sword, after being struck again by the red spear, actually began to crack, and the spiritual energy on the sword was disappearing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Hong Yin was also stunned. She just saw Li Yan appear beside the short-haired black-robed man. He might have used some magic. The spiritual energy in that space was very chaotic, but Li Yan was already retreating. She had a lot of experience in fighting. She knew that everything in front of her was an opportunity created by Li Yan, but Li Yan would definitely not be able to hold on for a few breaths, and the other party would soon counterattack.
Hong Yin's eyes also flashed red, and his attack speed increased suddenly. He held the gun in one hand and turned it into nothingness, and clicked down continuously.
“Ding ding ding!”
A series of crisp sounds were heard, and the remaining three flying swords were instantly hit by the red spears. Cracks appeared on all of them, and a large amount of spiritual energy continued to dissipate from the swords. It was obvious that these four flying swords could not be used.
Although the short-haired man in the black robe is a Divine Transformation cultivator, he has too many flying swords that need to be refined, so it is not possible for every flying sword to reach a level that satisfies the Divine Transformation cultivator.
In his Niwan Palace, there are only three flying swords as his natal magic weapons, and they are of very high grade.
However, the red-glowing spear was once the treasure of the "Hongfu Temple", which was used to slay demons and monsters, and it was nurtured and refined individually by a spiritual cultivator.
It was only in order to pass it on to the disciples so that it could be used as a sacred artifact to protect the temple that the original divine consciousness on it was erased.
The red-glowing spear head is a rare treasure in the world. It was refined with extremely precious materials from the "Red Buddha Temple". It is also a magic weapon that can only be used by a cultivator at the God Transformation level.
After a fierce and brief collision between the two sides, the four flying swords of the short-haired and black-robed man, although sharp, were not his life-saving magic weapons.
When it collided with a magic spear of the same level, it seemed weak and alone, and scars appeared instantly...
The Great Elder's sinking body suddenly felt lighter. The flying sword that was still inside the centipede and penetrated it bit by bit seemed to have suddenly lost its follow-up power.
Under the pressure of the powerful magic power infused in his arms, the centipede shot up into the sky like a flying arrow, bringing up a trail of green blood. At the same time, the figure of the Great Elder also shot up into the sky again.
The centipede above has disappeared, and the thing in his hand has turned back into a crutch again, but it is no longer shiny black, but has turned gray-black, and its luster has dimmed a lot.
At the same time, in the middle part of the crutch, there is a deep hole that almost goes through it.
Yan San was flying around, swallowing pills while trying his best to avoid the flying sword that was following him. If it weren't for the swift movements of the "Wind Goose Clan", he might have been caught up and killed by the flying sword in that instant.
But even so, he felt that his speed was beginning to slow down. After losing a small part of his body, many of his internal organs continued to fall off as he flew so fast and had no time to heal.
It was not until he swallowed the pill that a large amount of spiritual power was generated in his body again. He was able to use part of his magic power to protect the wound, but he had already lost a lot of blood.
The flying sword, like a ferocious beast looking for blood, bit him tightly and wouldn't let go.
As Yan San quickly flipped in the air to dodge, the excruciating pain in his body and the huge consumption of his magic power caused him to slow down a little, and the flying sword immediately appeared at his side.
The sword stabbed fiercely at his waist and abdomen from the side. Yan San was so frightened that he could no longer dodge.
A fierce light flashed in his eyes, and the purple round bead with a crack suddenly appeared again, and it smashed directly towards the flying sword.
His heart was bleeding. With the sharpness of the flying sword's handle, and a Divine Transformation cultivator controlling it, his magic weapon would probably not last even a breath before completely dissipating.
But now that things have come to this, he has no choice but to destroy the treasure to save the person.
"Ding!"
As expected, a crisp sound was heard, and Yan San took the opportunity to sink rapidly, but then he was stunned, because the purple round bead connected to his mind was still there.
He hastily glanced over with his spiritual sense, only to see that the flying sword that had been chasing him like the god of death was unable to break through the purple light outside the purple round bead after being hit by it, but was instead shocked and flew backwards.
In an instant, the purple round bead and the flying sword flew thousands of feet away in two different directions, which shows the great power of both sides.
"Um?"
The moment Yan San was stunned, his spiritual sense swept towards the short-haired man in the black robe. He didn't know why the other party suddenly held back, but he saw a scene that shocked him.
There, near the short-haired and black-robed big man was Li Yan, who was retreating rapidly. A flash of light slipped out from under his feet, but he nailed himself firmly in the air, preventing himself from falling down. At the same time, he seemed to be continuously pinching some magic formula in his hands.
Although he was constantly backing away, the short-haired man in the black robe kept shaking his body as if he was drunk.
Moreover, as soon as Yan San's consciousness approached that area, it was crushed by an extremely chaotic force.
"What kind of magic is that? It makes the space so turbulent!"
Yan San was shocked and looked around hurriedly, but he did not find any space cracks. This meant that the magic used by Li Yan did not tear the void, but instead brought about a terrifying force and disrupted that area.
The big man with short hair and black robe looked extremely furious. He could make a Divine Transformation cultivator unable to control the stability of the space around him. Li Yan was simply too powerful to be any more powerful.
The short-haired man in the black robe was of course furious. When the laws of the surrounding space suddenly became distorted and were no longer under his control, he felt waves of pain in his mind.
That was the backlash caused by the damage of the flying sword magic weapon he had been nurturing.
Although the pain could not be compared with the severe pain caused when his own life magic weapon was destroyed, and would not cause him serious injuries, he was indeed injured.
The short-haired man in the black robe immediately began to feel a surge of magical power throughout his body. A terrifying force spread out, and the surrounding rules seemed to be slowly smoothed out. He began to control the power of this area.
The short-haired man in the black robe was also afraid in his heart. In order to stabilize the power of rules around him, he had already used more powerful power.
Therefore, he immediately sensed whether there was a repulsive force in this world. He was afraid that if something went wrong, the power of a Divine Transformation cultivator would explode, and then he would not know where to go.
Therefore, the strongest power he can mobilize is between the peak of the Spirit Transformation and the late Nascent Soul stage. He has to rely more on his mastery of the power of rules to crush the Nascent Soul cultivators.
However, the rules and forces around him were in chaos, making it impossible for him to gain leverage, which caused his advantage to be lost in an instant.
Just when Li Yan was repelled by him and the surrounding space had just calmed down a little, the short-haired man in the black robe suddenly changed his expression again.
"What kind of strange power is this?"
A thought arose in his mind again.
Because, right beside him, a strong suction force suddenly appeared.
What made his expression change drastically for the first time was that at the place where the suction force appeared, he seemed to sense the existence of a piece of empty space, which was trying to forcefully suck him in.
The force was so strong that half of his body was dragged in instantly. Seeing such a weird scene, the man with short hair and black robe was frightened.
At this moment, somewhere on Li Yan's wrist, under the cover of black spiritual power, there was a flash of yellow light. It was flashing so fast that only Li Yan could feel it, and it seemed that a tiny vortex had appeared.
And on his palm, three or four colors of fragmented poison appeared again.
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PS: I have a lot of work to do these days, so I may update more in a few days!