Seeing the sharpness of Lu Xiaotian's sword formation, the middle-aged woman in white had a plan. "This person is too powerful, I can't fight him head-on!"
Several Misty Flying Swords once again swept over like pillars of light, directly piercing through the middle-aged woman in white. Lu Xiaotian let out a sigh of relief, but his expression soon froze again. He saw that his body, which had been pierced by the Misty Flying Sword, had been shattered into countless pieces. A white light escaped into the ground, and the few smoky short knives were also taken away by the white shadow.
"It's actually similar to my previous Puppet Doppelganger Technique!" Lu Xiaotian's eyes turned cold, and the Flying Swords whooshed into the ground. In the blink of an eye, eight fist-sized holes appeared in the ground, left behind by the Flying Swords.
"Using the Earth Escape Technique, the mana fluctuations are not small. Are you planning to escape just like that?" Lu Xiaotian said lightly, trying to attract the other party's attention. At the same time, the Misty Flying Swords shuttled back and forth under the ground, piercing through all obstacles.
"Ah," a cry of pain came from underground, and then the other party's aura disappeared. The Flying Swords lost their target, and whooshed into the air. A string of blood beads followed.
"Your concealment technique is indeed the first I've seen in my life, but in the end, your strength is still not enough." The other party escaped from underground, but Lu Xiaotian was not the slightest bit anxious. Metal, wood, water, fire, earth, the Five Elements Escape Technique, and the Ice, Wind, and Thunder Escape Technique. Qimen Dunjia was a powerful technique, but it was unrealistic to directly escape through solid objects like earth, stone, or wood without anyone noticing. The harder the object, the more likely the aura would be exposed.
Just now, in the blink of an eye, he had lost the other party's aura. Either the other party's strength was far greater than his, but of course, this situation did not exist. If the other party's realm was far greater than his, he would not have been injured by Lu Xiaotian.
Or the other party used some kind of secret technique to temporarily escape from the entanglement of the Misty Sword Formation. However, Lu Xiaotian was confident that his soul was not weak. It was unrealistic for a person whose battle strength was not as strong as his to easily escape from under his nose.
The other party had been injured by his flying sword just now, and now it was very likely that the other party had used a miraculous concealment technique to hide nearby.
Lu Xiaotian scanned the surroundings with his Divine Sense. Ever since he had discovered the other party's tracks, Lu Xiaotian had paid more attention to his surroundings, even down to the flowers, trees, mountains, and stones in the vicinity. At this time, the white-clothed middle-aged woman's aura had just disappeared. Lu Xiaotian's sub-soul swept through the nearby area and found a protruding rock that was about three to four feet tall in the bushes.
Lu Xiaotian sneered. It seemed that although the other party's concealment technique was miraculous, it also had a certain limit. Otherwise, it would be heaven-defying.
With a thought, the eight faintly discernible flying swords flashed. They seemed to move in a disorderly manner, but in fact, they had already enveloped the stone that the white-clothed middle-aged woman had transformed into.
Peng! The stone exploded again. The white-clothed middle-aged woman's expression was flustered. Her battle strength was not considered the strongest in the clan, but she had entered the mid Nascent Soul stage several decades ago. When faced with ordinary mid Nascent Soul stage cultivators, she used this illusion technique to conceal her body and violently injure them.
Very few people who were not part of the clan, as well as her clan's sworn enemies and a very small number of cultivator clans that had been passed down since ancient times, were fortunate enough to be spared. She had used this method to ambush and kill two cultivators of the same rank who had intruded from the outside world at a very low price.
However, even the Zhao Clan's sworn enemies were rarely able to see through this clan's illusion technique so easily. What's more, the cultivation of the silver-haired young man in front of her was even lower than hers. Not only could he easily see through the flaws of the illusion technique, but his strength was also so tyrannical. It was really rare to see such a person in her life. Even the most outstanding peers in the clan might not be able to surpass this silver-haired young man.
The strength of the white-clothed middle-aged woman in front of Lu Xiaotian was inferior to Xiang Yihang, the eleventh-stage Mirage Wolf, and the middle-stage Ghost King. The only thing she relied on was her miraculous illusion technique. After seeing through this technique, the white-clothed middle-aged woman's threat to him was greatly reduced.
However, this was the first time that Lu Xiaotian had seen such a strange method, so he did not relax in the slightest. The eight sword lights were like flickering lights and passing shadows, intertwining around the white-clothed woman to form a killing field of Sword Qi.
How could the white clothed middle aged woman not know that she had already been exposed? Peng, the stone that she had transformed into exploded once again, and those stone fragments turned into tens of thousands of inch-long stone arrows that surrounded Lu Xiaotian like a violent storm.
Lu Xiaotian was taken aback. The aura of these stone arrows was not weak. He was afraid that ordinary means would not be able to resist them.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Under the intertwining of the sword lights, Lu Xiaotian retracted half of the flying swords into a square shape and intertwined into a sword curtain around his body.
The stone arrows hit the sword curtain. Some places were hit by the stone arrows, causing the sword curtain to tremble violently. In some places, the stone arrows directly turned invisible. It turned out to be another illusion.
Lu Xiaotian narrowed his eyes. It was the first time that he had encountered such a superb illusion technique since he had wandered the Immortal Cultivation World. He did not know whether it was a powerhouse from the Blue Devil Sea Area, the Scarlet Abyss Continent, or other Immortal Cultivation Regions.
Retracting half of the flying swords for self-protection, the power of the sword array naturally dropped by a level. These stone arrows were just a camouflage of the white-clothed middle-aged woman. They were particularly lifelike but did not have much lethality. In fact, the white-clothed middle-aged woman did not think that ordinary means could do anything to Lu Xiaotian. After suffering a loss and knowing that she was no match for Lu Xiaotian, she had already thought of leaving. She had no intention of staying behind to fight to the death with him.
The white-clothed middle-aged woman's speed was astonishing. Like a bolt of lightning, she disappeared into a nearby thicket. Her figure disappeared without a trace.
Lu Xiaotian's expression was indifferent. At the level of a Nascent Soul cultivator, if they wanted to completely shake off someone's pursuit, it was not as simple as simply disappearing from sight. Even if the other party fled tens of kilometers away, those who were good at tracking could still follow the weak aura they left behind. Furthermore, it was not impossible for cultivators with special means to track a target from thousands of kilometers away.
Lu Xiaotian was not worried that the white-clothed middle-aged woman would be able to escape far based on the aura she left behind. Moreover, he had the Spirit Chasing Hounds that were good at tracking. The question now was whether or not Lu Xiaotian was willing to spend more time and energy to track down the white-clothed middle-aged woman.
Lu Xiaotian extended his hand toward the distance and sucked in the Nascent Soul of the goateed old man, who was tightly bound by the Soul Capturing Net. Turning his attention to the other side, the bald middle-aged man was besieged by Qiao Lan, the Eight-footed Devil Ox, and Lu Qian. He could no longer hold on. At this moment, he was hiding in a huge green bell with a panicked expression, struggling at death's door.
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