Junior Sister Mingqi, this subordinate of yours is quite arrogant. " Mei Wuque also felt that it was rather funny. In the past, when they competed, other than a few cases where their grudges were obvious and they were at each other's throats, most of them would be polite to each other. After all, it was only the six of them competing for the usage rights of the Flying Scorpion Thirteen Peaks for a short 30 years. After thirty years, the Flying Scorpion Thirteen Peaks would still belong to their respective owners.
Those who were invited like the Lotus Clone were merely hired as fighters. They were supposed to exert their strength, but very few of them were willing to risk their lives.
This ordinary-looking person in front of him was extraordinarily arrogant. He wanted to challenge one of the strongest existences among the thirteen.
"It was Senior Brother Tu Xingyun who recommended him to me. He is indeed arrogant." Mingqi had some friendship with Tu Xingyun, but she did not have a good impression of the Lotus Clone, who was not easy to control and had little contact with.
"Since this person is not respectful to Junior Sister Mingqi, then I will not be polite with him. Daoist Zhang, fight him to the death." Mei Wuque still looked as graceful as before. When he mentioned the life and death of the Lotus Clone, it was as if it was an insignificant matter.
"Alright!" Zhang Yuan stepped out of the pleasure boat and stood in mid-air. His robes fluttered in the wind, and his hair and beard fluttered in the wind. He looked like an immortal.
The Lotus Clone's expression remained the same. He moved his body and did not make any extra movements. His left hand waved in mid-air. The clouds in mid-air gathered and formed a flying sword in his hand.
At this moment, the void was filled with shadows, as if countless figures were forming. The Lotus Clone stood in mid-air as if he was standing on solid ground. He pointed the sword in his hand at Zhang Yuan. The figure that gradually became indifferent was like an immortal guiding the way. His sword aura was ethereal.
Mei Wuque and the rest, who were just about to make fun of him to liven up the atmosphere, changed their expressions. Everyone's gaze was attracted to this sword that seemed to fly from the heavens.
Once the Lotus Avatar made its move, there was nothing in the world that could suppress that ethereal yet domineering sword strike.
Zhang Yuan's expression was grave as he waved his hand. Eight balls of lightning flickered in the void. Inside the balls of lightning, there seemed to be lightning pythons coiling around.
Eight strange beasts with the heads of lions and the bodies of pythons emerged from the ball of lightning and surrounded Zhang Yuan, forming a formation.
"Hiss … Roar …"
The roars that sounded like the roars of lions and pythons came one after another. The sound waves vibrated and formed circles of ripples. These ripples were connected with each other skillfully, causing the lake water to churn. With the eight strange beasts as the center, they formed a huge Eight Trigrams diagram.
The water curtain connected the heavens and the earth. In the face of this huge rotating Eight Trigrams, the illusory image of the lotus avatar became more and more indifferent. It still held the longsword in its hand, and a sword came from the east.
Among the other phantoms, one of them was gathering towards the Lotus Avatar at an extremely slow speed. After fusing with the Lotus Avatar, the Lotus Avatar's longsword seemed to have gained an indescribable aura.
At the same time, countless other phantoms gathered towards the lotus avatar one after another. Like a flood, they surged into the Eight Trigrams diagram from all directions.
"Hiss … Roar …" The sound waves of the strange beast with the head of a python and the body of a lion reverberated. The sound waves could crack metal and penetrate stone. The weaker cultivators on the pleasure boat under the void could not help but change their expressions. When the sound waves entered their ears, they felt as if their minds were being torn apart, causing them to feel a piercing pain in their heads. Zhang Yuan's Eight Trigrams Lion Roar Heavenly Formation had become famous outside of Flying Scorpion Island in recent years. It seemed that its Abhijina was becoming more and more complete. Even those outside the formation were affected to this extent, not to mention the enemies inside the formation.
However, the cultivators could not see the sword cultivator's technique clearly. The sword intent was solid and did not leak out at all. Even though they had experienced hundreds of battles, they could not see the origin of the sword cultivator. It looked like an ordinary sword, but it slashed out an unusual trajectory, as if it was flying from the heavens. Other than the faint sound of the sword, the spectators outside could not even feel the threat of the sword intent.
Compared to the Eight Trigrams Lion Roar Heavenly Formation formed by the strange beasts with the head of a python and the body of a lion, this elegant sword seemed to be too weak. It only allowed the rumbling of the thunder that was enough to shake mountains and shatter stones and stir up heaven and earth. Phantoms poured into the great formation as usual and gathered towards the lotus avatar's phantoms.
The sword cut through the sound waves and got closer and closer to Zhang Yuan.
Outsiders could not feel the terror of this sword, but Zhang Yuan's heart was shaken. No matter how powerful his attacks were, the opponent's ordinary sword was able to break through his myriad of changes and was always aimed at his vital point. Under the attack of the phantoms, even his great formation could not restrain it. The more phantoms gathered by the sword, the heavier the ethereal sword intent became. It even made his great formation feel as if it could not bear the heavy pressure.
At this moment, the opponent was still attacking his main body without any hindrance.
Puff, puff, puff … The Eight Trigrams formed by the thunder and lightning sound waves were broken one after another by the ordinary sword edge. Zhang Yuan could even feel that the sword intent was getting closer and closer, and even his body felt like it was about to be cut into pieces.
"Fellow Daoist, please stop. I'll give you the Golden Palace True Thunder." When the sword edge broke through Zhang Yuan's protective spells, it was already very close. Zhang Yuan, who felt cold all over, roared in fear. He waved his hand, and a three-foot-tall golden tree flew towards the lotus avatar. The gold-elemental thunder energy within caused the tree branch to shine with golden light.
The lotus avatar reached out and caught the golden tree branch. The sword edge stopped, and everyone came back to their senses. They realized that the lotus avatar's main body was still outside the great formation. They did not know if it was the lotus avatar's main body that entered the formation or just a phantom.
"Fellow Daoist, you are very powerful. I, Zhang Yuan, admit defeat. May I know how to address you? " Zhang Yuan retracted his great formation and cupped his hands towards the lotus avatar. At this moment, his robes were already soaked in cold sweat. If he had not reacted in time, he would have been cut into pieces by the unparalleled sword intent. Fortunately, the person in front of him only wanted his Golden Palace True Thunder and had no intention of killing. Otherwise, he would have been in real danger.
"Nameless, sorry for the offense." The sword in the lotus avatar's hand disappeared. He was still expressionless like before. There was no joy or anger on his face, and he did not have the arrogance of a victor.
The lotus avatar's figure flashed, and he stood behind Ming Qi again.
At this moment, Mei Wuque, Ming Qi, and the others all sucked in a breath of cold air. They originally thought that the lotus avatar was an arrogant person and wanted Zhang Yuan to teach him a lesson. They did not expect that Zhang Yuan, who was one of the strongest among the thirteen of them, would actually be forced into a desperate situation. If he had taken the initiative to give up a large amount of Golden Palace True Thunder, he would have been killed by now.
At this moment, everyone looked at the lotus avatar's expressionless face again. They did not think that he was arrogant. Instead, it was as if there was nothing in his eyes other than the way of the sword.
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