The twelve of them moved in one breath, as if they were one person, quickly surrounding Martial and Tang Zheng in the center, the oil paper umbrella quickly spinning.
Sou sou sou!
The sound of breaking air rang out, the raindrops were like bullets shot out from a gun barrel, covering the sky and covering the earth as they flew towards Martial.
Martial raised his eyebrows, his entire body emitting killing intent, he stomped on the ground with one foot, causing the raindrops to fly up, as if they had a life of their own, they soared into the air.
Martial waved his hand, and a scorching wave of air rushed out in all directions. These water droplets seemed to have turned into small flames, quickly colliding with the raindrops that were like bullets.
Bang bang bang!
A series of explosions rang out.
But before these sounds disappeared, the ten of them moved like the wind, quickly changing their positions, and the encirclement became smaller and smaller.
Whiz!
An oil paper umbrella suddenly pierced out, straight for the space between Martial's eyebrows.
Martial's expression did not change, he used Roaring Flame Blade, in an instant, all the raindrops falling from the sky evaporated, and this Roaring Flame Blade met the oil paper umbrella.
The oil paper umbrella was blocked and bounced back, but the Roaring Flame Blade did not take advantage of the opportunity to pursue, because the other three oil paper umbrellas attacked at the same time.
Furthermore, the attack was 10 ±, and the position of the attack was completely different, the top, middle, and bottom three, with tacit understanding, murderous intent.
Martial immediately dealt with it, escaping from the three consecutive attacks, but the attacks of the Twelve Palaces were endless, one move after another, it was too much for the eyes to take in.
Martial's cultivation had already increased from the First Grade Natal Stage to the Third Grade Natal Stage, his fighting strength had soared, and he was not flustered by the continuous attacks, instead, he was able to deal with them with ease.
This battle was extremely intense, both sides had their own strengths, danger surrounded them, and the battle was difficult to determine.
Li Xiaotian watched coldly from the sidelines, unknowingly, she frowned and muttered: "The last time we met in the Ten Thousand Great Mountains, she was only at the First Grade Natal Stage, why is it that the fighting strength she is displaying has already surpassed the First Grade Natal Stage, and even the Second Grade Natal Stage.
In this period of time, Li Xiaotian had returned to Li Palace, and cultivated tirelessly. She had also gained some benefits, reaching the Second Grade Natal Stage, but she did not expect Martial's cultivation to completely surpass her.
This puzzled her no matter how she thought about it.
"Hmph, but so what if he's a Third Grade Natal Realm warrior, the Twelve Palaces' battle prowess can completely crush a Third Grade Natal Realm warrior."
The twelve people from the Twelve Palaces were all First Grade Xiantian Realm cultivators, and each of them was only in their twenties. They were only a few years older than Li Xiaotian.
To be able to have such a cultivation at such a young age, they could be considered to be quite capable. However, these people had a fatal flaw.
Li Palace had used a secret method to cultivate them to become experts. In other words, according to their true talent, it was impossible for them to reach the First Grade of the Xiantian Realm at their age. However, Li Palace could use a secret method to achieve this.
However, there was a saying, 'pulling the shoots to help them grow'. Although their cultivation could be improved quickly, their future achievements would not be great. They would be stuck at the fifth grade of Innate Realm for their entire lives, unable to reach the peak of martial arts.
Their individual strength wasn't great, but when the twelve of them worked together, their battle prowess soared. This was the power of the Twelve Palaces.
Their battle would be coordinated with a formation called the Twelve Palaces Killing Formation. This formation could stack their strength and finally achieve the goal of killing enemies with higher cultivation than them.
"Change formation!" Li Xiaotian coldly shouted, and the movements of the twelve people changed in an instant. Their footsteps became faster, and like a business, wisps of smoke floated around Martial.
Martial hugged Tang Zheng with one hand and was no longer able to fight. She pulled out her belt and tied Tang Zheng to her back. With Tang Zheng on her back, she looked at the enemy without fear.
Li Xiaotian felt Martial's determination and said: "Martial, why are you so stubborn? Kill Tang Zheng and we will leave. We will definitely not make things difficult for you."
Li Palace and Martial Organization were after all members of the three mysterious organizations. Unless there was no other choice, Li Xiaotian did not want to shed all pretense of cordiality.
Martial bit her lips, took a deep breath and said: "With me here, if you want to kill him, you have to ask my Roaring Flame Blade first."
"You are very clear on the power of the Twelve Palaces. You are not their opponent. Even if you continue to fight, you will only lose." Li Xiaotian advised.
Martial stared angrily, her eyes were firm and did not speak.
Li Xiaotian already understood Martial's thoughts. Today, there was no way to get the best of both worlds. Thus, he clenched his teeth and said: "Then there is nothing to talk about. Attack!"
The attacks of the Twelve Palaces suddenly became even more fierce. If it was a storm before, then it was now a tsunami. Wave after wave of attacks were like monstrous waves crashing towards Martial.
Martial was like a small boat in the ocean, floating and sinking, resisting with difficulty.
Martial was very clear on the strength of the Twelve Palaces. She was not their opponent, but she would not admit defeat. Not only was this related to her pride, it was also related to the honor of the Martial Organization.
How could the people of the Martial Organization admit defeat to the Li Palace? That way, she would not have the face to see the Sect Master. Even if she died in battle, she would not hesitate.
From the corner of her eyes, she glanced at Tang Zheng who was hanging his head on her shoulder and thought: "Tang Zheng, it seems like we are going to die together today."
For some reason, the charming scene in the Ten Thousand Great Mountains appeared in her mind. However, she immediately restrained her thoughts and faced the enemy's attack.
Wu's Roaring Flame Blade had already reached the point of perfection. Unknowingly, her palm had turned red, like a red-hot soldering iron. Streams of hot air rose up, and the rain in the sky turned into steam before it even landed on her palm.
In an instant, steam lingered around her, as if it had turned into a fairyland.
Unknowingly, the rain stopped. However, the sky was still dark and oppressive. Furthermore, there were flashes of lightning in the clouds, as if they could fall at any time.
Move after move of the Roaring Flame Saber illuminated the pitch-black night, as well as the Twelve Zodiacs opposite them. The oil paper umbrellas in their hands were already in tatters. The surface of the umbrella had completely disappeared, leaving only the bamboo pole of the umbrella.
And this was not the main pole of an ordinary umbrella. Instead, it was an iron rod. It was very slender, just like the slender waist of the Twelve Palaces.
Every iron rod was shining with a cold light. It was a sharp weapon used to take a person's life.
The twelve iron rods advanced and retreated at the same time. There were many changes, making it hard for people to guard against.
Puff!
One of the iron rods pierced into Martial's arm, bringing about a trace of blood. Martial's eyebrows trembled slightly, and then she counterattacked without saying a word.
After a successful attack, the opponent did not give chase and retreated unscathed. However, there were people attacking from other directions. This repeated over and over again. Martial's defeat gradually became apparent.
There were a few times when the iron rod was about to pierce Tang Zheng's back. Martial suddenly turned around and used her own body to block it. Because of this, her shoulder and abdomen were injured.
Blood flowed out from her body and fell to the ground. It mixed with the rain and seeped into the ground.
Martial's expression did not change. She was as firm as a rock.
Li Xiaotian sighed and said: "Why are you doing this? He is a cultivator and you are a martial artist. You are natural enemies. Why are you not hesitating to sacrifice your own life for him? "
Martial did not know the answer. She only knew that Tang Zheng was extremely important to the Martial Sect. Furthermore, it was more likely that he was the Sect Master's descendant. How could she let anything happen to Tang Zheng?
"Take her down. Just don't kill her." Li Xiaotian gave the final order.
The attacks of the Twelve Palaces became more and more unpredictable. Suddenly, an iron rod pierced through Martial's shoulder. A few people flashed behind her and grabbed Tang Zheng. With a fierce pull, the belt broke and Tang Zheng was separated from her body.
Martial seemed to have gone crazy. She did not care about the pain and roared: "No!" Her hands quickly grabbed the iron rod on her shoulder and slashed at the iron rod with her Roaring Flame Blade.
Kacha!
The iron rod broke into two. She grabbed the half of the iron rod that pierced her body and pulled it out without hesitation. She threw it forward.
Puff!
The iron rod was still stained with her blood. It accurately shot into the throat of a Twelve Palaces woman. She immediately fell to the ground and died.
With one person dead, a flaw appeared in the Twelve Palaces Killing Formation. Its power was greatly reduced. However, Tang Zheng was already snatched away. It was almost impossible for Martial to snatch him back.
Wu's face was ashen as he stared at Li Xiaotian in anger, and said: "Return him to me."
Tang Zheng had already fallen into Li Xiaotian's hands. Seeing that he was unconscious, Li Xiaotian's expression was complicated. He thought to himself, if not for the fact that I had seen so much in the Prehistoric Heavenly Tomb and the Buzhou Mountain, I wouldn't have had the heart to kill you. If you want to blame someone, you can only blame yourself for being a cultivator.
However, if I kill you like this, the whereabouts of the Heaven-shocking Bow and the Shooting Sun Arrows will be unknown.
Li Xiaotian had always been thinking about these two divine weapons. Back then, Tang Zheng had only given her one Shooting Sun Arrow, and she cherished it a lot. If she could take these two divine weapons for herself, her strength would really increase rapidly.
But if I don't kill you while you're unconscious, when you wake up, you'll definitely have many ways to escape.
Li Xiaotian was also a brave and scheming person, he did things cleanly and efficiently. Since he recognized the threat of Tang Zheng, then even if he had to give up the two divine weapons, he had to kill him.
Seeing the dense killing intent in Li Xiaotian's eyes, Wu Xin's heart was in a mess, and continued to shout: "Put him down."
Li Xiaotian suddenly raised his head, the corner of his mouth raised into a smile, he looked at Wu with interest and said: "I don't know what exactly the Martial Sect is planning to do to him, but if I can ruin the Martial Sect's plans, then it will be a happy thing. Furthermore, if I kill him, no one in the world will say anything, because this world is the world of martial artists, of course they won't stand up for a cultivator, don't you think so?"
"If you kill him, then you will be the enemy of the Martial Sect. The Sect Master will definitely not let you off." Wu did not dare to tell the truth. Otherwise, if the world knew that the son of the Martial Sect's Sect Master was a cultivator, it would be the biggest joke in the world. The prestige and reputation of the Martial Sect would plummet and fall off the altar.
This was an unacceptable result. Even if Wu wanted to protect Tang Zheng, he did not dare to reveal this matter.
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