A gust of wind sprang up without warning. Lu Xuan's robes flapped in the wind, and the trees around him shook violently. Giant trees that were dozens of meters tall seemed like they were about to be snapped in half by the wind.
The sword struck!
As the Dusty Sword swept out, the boundless energy seemed to have found an outlet. In an instant, all of it poured into the sword. The wind became even more intense. This was no ordinary wind, but a wind formed from boundless sword Qi.
"Whirlwind and Clouds!" Lu Xuan growled. The power of the third form of the Nine Heavenly Swords erupted.
The power of destruction descended. The Whirlwind and Broken Clouds was fused with the Destruction Sword Dao. Everything that stood in its path would be destroyed and destroyed.
It was a pity that Lu Xuan hadn't mastered the Law of Wind. Otherwise, the power of this form would be even greater. But now that he'd burned all his essence to use this form, its power was unprecedented.
On one side was Lu Xuan's sword aura, and on the other side was the combined attack of Sikong Tiancai and the others. The two powerful forces didn't give way to the other. Finally, the moment they collided, there was an earth-shattering boom. The sound seemed to fill the entire forest.
Nangong Lie and the others, who were running for their lives, couldn't help but turn to look in the direction of the sound. The power was so great, it was easy to imagine how fierce the battle was.
"Lu Xuan has officially fought with them," Long Boming said in a low voice.
Zhao Ying bit her lip. "It's a shame that I can't even protect my own disciple. Instead, he has to risk his life to fight for my survival."
"Madam, you should be proud. It's a great fortune to have such an outstanding disciple," Long Boming comforted her.
Zhao Ying smiled bitterly. "I haven't taught him anything. He spends most of his time on his own. The time he spends in the Ice House is probably less than half the time he spends outside."
Nangong Lie couldn't help but ask, "Lu Xuan … is your disciple?"
Zhao Ying looked at him and nodded. "That's right."
Nangong Lie didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Lu Xuan was Zhao Ying's disciple? Did that mean he wasn't one of the higher-ups of the Jiuhua Alliance? Nor was he some old monster who could hide his strength? Unfortunately, his first impression was the strongest, and he was even tricked by Lu Xuan into addressing him as Brother Lu.
"How old is he this year?" Nangong Lie couldn't help but ask.
"He should be 21," Zhao Ying replied.
Nangong Lie touched his forehead. He was only twenty-one years old and could barely be considered as his nephew. Although he understood that he had been tricked by Lu Xuan, Nangong Lie did not feel angry at all. A twenty-one year old martial artist had such heaven defying strength. This proved that Lu Xuan's talent was absolutely first-class. More importantly, at such a young age, he was actually able to make such a decision, using his own strength to block a strong enemy and fight for a chance for them to escape. This was really rare.
"Pfft!" Lu Xuan spat out a mouthful of blood and was instantly sent flying dozens of meters away. Even though he had the third style of the Nine Heavenly Sword Tiers, he was still no match for so many powerful cultivators on his own. If it were not for the fact that his body was incredibly strong and that his defense was incredibly strong after burning his blood essence, the recoil would have been enough to kill him.
Although he was in a sorry state, Lu Xuan had successfully blocked the joint attack of Sikong Tiancai and the others. He swayed and straightened his body. Lu Xuan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. His eyes were filled with determination. I'm not down yet!
Sikong Tiancai and the others were in no hurry to attack, because they were also shocked. What kind of freak is this kid? He's only at the First Stage of the Grand Void Realm, and yet he has such strength. With the strength of a sword, he withstood the joint attack of so many people and survived. Thinking back to Lu Xuan's attack, they thought that if they were to face Lu Xuan alone, they might not be a match for him.
"Soul Devouring Technique!" Ku Er growled and a thick spiritual force surged out. He was a member of the Soul Race and had always hated geniuses of the Human Race. This was because once a genius of the Human Race matured, he would be a huge threat to them. Back then, Heaven Emperor was the same. Many powerhouses of the Soul Race regretted not killing Heaven Emperor in the cradle.
Therefore, the Soul Tribe no longer looked down on humans. Once they discovered that a human genius was born, they would assassinate him even if they had to pay a huge price. Geniuses that had not grown up were at their weakest, such as the human genius who created the Starry Sky Sword Art.
Ku Er was a Seven-star Soul Emperor. His soul power was even stronger than Buno's. Even though Lu Xuan had two Soul Lakes, he didn't dare to fight him head-on. He used the Falling Star without hesitation. After comprehending the Destruction Sword Principle, the power of the Falling Star increased again. Under the crushing power, Ku Er's Soul Devouring Technique was instantly weakened, but the remaining soul power still rushed into Lu Xuan's Soul Lake.
Soul Devouring Technique!
Lu Xuan chose the most direct soul technique attack. Wind and clouds surged in the two Soul Lakes, creating huge waves. His and Ku Er's bodies shook at the same time. Ku Er was shocked. This brat's soul power was so powerful.
After sensing Lu Xuan's extraordinary soul power, Ku Er had no choice but to give up on the idea of destroying Lu Xuan's soul by himself. He turned to Zuo Cen and Sikong Tiancai and said, "If we don't kill him now, those people won't be able to catch up."
"Again, who does he think he is? He wants to stop so many of us by himself. I want to see how many attacks he can take!" Sikong Tiancai said with a hideous expression. Lu Xuan's talent made him feel threatened. His name was Tiancai, and he thought of himself as a genius. However, he realized that Lu Xuan seemed to be even more talented than him.
This time, Sikong Tiancai and the others did not give Lu Xuan any time to catch his breath. Their attacks came one after another. Faced with such formidable attacks, Lu Xuan did not have any martial arts skills that he could defend himself with other than the Whirlwind Sword. As such, he had no choice but to swing his sword with all his might, blocking the attacks over and over again.
However, there was no way he would have been able to keep using such a powerful technique forever. He performed five attacks in a row, fending off five attacks from Sikong Tiancai and the others. He was on the verge of exhaustion. His meridians all over his body showed signs of being damaged. Burning his essence and blood had already brought out more power than he should have been able to handle. Furthermore, the Swirling Winds and Clouds was extremely overbearing and contained destructive power, which was more than what he could handle.
Blood splattered all over his clothes. Lu Xuan's mind was already a little fuzzy, but he was still holding on.
It should have been ten breaths of time by now, right? Master and the others must have reached a safe place … This thought flashed across Lu Xuan's mind.
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