What really shocked Heavenly Marquis Nie was that even though Shentu Zhanfeng had not used his full strength, Lu Xiaotian, who claimed to be the Deputy Pavilion Master of the Alchemy Pavilion of the Turtle Spirit Immortal Region, did not panic at all in the face of Shentu Zhanfeng's continuous attacks. This did not seem like the calmness of an alchemist.
However, the reality was as such. One after another, the Flying Swords slashed toward Lu Xiaotian with unparalleled power, but Lu Xiaotian stood quietly in the void, allowing the other party to spread out their artistic conception. Every time a Flying Sword suddenly appeared in the gale, there would be an indifferent shadow striking out with a palm. It looked like an ordinary palm print, but with the Buddha's Dharma Body as the foundation, the Sarira's brilliance in the palm of the hand and the Formless Buddha's Seal interchanged with each other to offset the Flying Swords of the other party.
No matter how Shentu Zhanfeng attacked, no matter how strange the flying swords were, they could not shake Lu Xiaotian at all. They could not even force Lu Xiaotian to take a step back in the Void.
Shentu Zhanfeng could not help but feel embarrassed. He had inadvertently used all his means, and there was no room for him to hold back.
Lu Xiaotian stood in a cave where the wind was howling, and there were endless gusts of wind everywhere. There were also flying swords constantly leaping out from the wind. Zhang Taixu and Meng Delin were secretly shocked. If they encountered such a strong enemy, they would not be able to see Shentu Zhanfeng's real body until they were defeated. In the face of such a strange method that was impossible to guard against, it was extremely difficult to block the opponent's attack. Not to mention defeating the opponent.
In the battle, Shentu Zhanfeng displayed the softness, firmness, and changeability of the wind incisively and vividly. But from beginning to end, Lu Xiaotian was like a reef in a hurricane. No matter how strong the thunder was, or how gentle the wind was, it could not get close to Lu Xiaotian at all. It was forced back by Lu Xiaotian's seemingly ordinary palm strike.
"A mere low-level Immortal Region can actually produce such an expert, and a second-grade Alchemy Saint of the Alchemy Pavilion?" Heavenly Marquis Nie, Bai Ruxue, Mu Xia, and the others who had already figured out the direction of the battle stared at the two sides in disbelief.
Although Shentu Zhanfeng had yet to be defeated, Lu Xiaotian had yet to make any formal counterattacks. He had been watching Shentu Zhanfeng's attacks from the sidelines. Shentu Zhanfeng's body disappeared into the wind. Even Heavenly Marquis Nie and the others would not be able to find Shentu Zhanfeng easily. However, Lu Xiao was able to easily block Shentu Zhanfeng's strange attacks. Clearly, it wasn't that he couldn't find an opponent. It was as if he wanted to see how far Shentu Zhanfeng's attacks could go.
"What a powerful guy." Mu Xia nodded in surprise and then looked at Nie Tianhou, who was the strongest among them.
"Can you beat this person?"
"I'm not sure either. I'm afraid we'll only know after the fight." Nie Tianhou shook his head, but he was actually more pessimistic. Until now, he still hadn't been able to see through Lu Xiaotian's moves. Lu Xiaotian was clearly weaker than Shentu Zhanfeng in terms of intent, but his Celestial Origin Energy was denser. However, when there was a gap in intent, the density of Celestial Origin Energy alone was not enough to make up for the gap.
However, Lu Xiaotian had done it. Meng Xie's strength was not weak, but it was not unjust for him to die at the hands of these people.
Nie Tianhou, Mu Xia, and the others were discussing. If Lu Xiaotian attacked ruthlessly, they were ready to rescue Shentu Zhanfeng at any time. If they hadn't come to this point, they wouldn't have had the face to join forces to deal with Lu Xiaotian.
Just as the few of them were conversing in private, a swastika mark floated into the distance like a rippling spider web in the void.
While Zhang Taixu and Meng Delin were engrossed in watching, a faint figure appeared in the area covered by the swastika mark. The figure gradually solidified. It was none other than Shentu Zhanfeng.
Shentu Zhanfeng looked at the Buddhist seal that seemed to cover the surrounding space. For a moment, he could not understand why the other party's Buddhist seal was not obstructed much within his domain, and could even accurately force him out.
At this moment, Shentu Zhanfeng took a deep breath and waved his hands. All the wind around him whistled and formed a cyan flying sword. Shentu Zhanfeng merged into the flying sword and disappeared again. The flying sword slowly flew towards the swastika mark.
Weng! The collision of the two didn't cause any earth-shattering fluctuations. The cyan flying sword seemed to be stuck to the swastika mark. No matter how the wind blew or sword Qi flashed, it was unable to break the swastika mark.
At this moment, Shentu Zhanfeng seemed to feel that all the wind around him had disappeared. There was only the flickering of the cyan lamp and the Buddhist mark coming out of the lamp flame.
Shentu Zhanfeng waved his sword and slashed in all directions. Flaming golden lotuses bloomed on the cyan lamp flame. Golden lotuses appeared out of thin air.
At this moment, everything around him had sunk into an unprecedented tranquil state. Shentu Zhanfeng's sword intent was constantly being worn down.
In the eyes of an outsider, the space that covered a radius of several thousand li was not very wide, but was under Shentu Zhanfeng's absolute control. At this moment, the sound of the wind gradually disappeared and the figure of the green flying sword also slowly faded away. The Buddhist light of the swastika mark had already touched Shentu Zhanfeng's body.
Heavenly Marquis Nie saw that Shentu Zhanfeng had already fallen into Lu Xiaotian's trap. Just as he was about to shout for him to stop, he saw the swastika mark that was firmly stuck to Shentu Zhanfeng like a spider web suddenly dissipate into specks of starlight.
"Fellow Daoist Dongfang's methods are inferior." Shentu Zhanfeng was not injured and quickly recovered. His expression changed several times as he cupped his hands towards Lu Xiaotian.
"It's just a small trick. Do you still want to take us away by force?" Lu Xiaotian said with a faint smile.
Shentu Zhanfeng's expression changed.
Heavenly Marquis Nie cupped his hands and said, "I didn't know Fellow Daoist Dongfang's strength was so astonishing. We were rash before."
"It's fine. You have your own matters to attend to. Previously, the Black Scorpion ambushed the three of us and was killed by us. Nothing special happened. " Lu Xiaotian waved his hand, as if he did not take the conflict seriously. "From the looks of it, you don't seem to be from the Immortal Army at the border. I hope you can point us to a safe place nearby. After we were defeated at the front line, we wandered outside for a while. Now we're looking for a large Immortal Army army and want to return to the army."
"With Fellow Daoist Dongfang's strength, killing the Black Scorpion is nothing out of the ordinary. It just so happens that we're also going back. If you want to meet up with a large Immortal Army army, just follow us. "Heavenly Marquis Nie smiled.
"Then we'll have to trouble you." Lu Xiaotian did not seem to notice their private exchange. Clearly, they still suspected him of having something to do with Zhang Taixu and the others. They wanted to bring Lu Xiaotian and the others into the Immortal Army and then find a way to investigate.
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