Do your best and leave the rest to fate. That was the best he could do. Lu Xiaotian sighed inwardly. He was not someone who would give up easily. Even if there was only a small amount of essence blood left in the Bat King Dharma Wings, Lu Xiaotian would not sit still and wait for death. Run, run until you can't run anymore!
Amidst the faint red light, Lu Xiaotian's figure flashed violently. In the blink of an eye, he had just exited the transportation formation and was already several miles away.
However, just as Lu Xiaotian had flown for less than ten miles, he looked up in horror. He saw a large amount of transparent sword qi gathering above his head. Within a huge light ball, the floating sword seemed to be able to break through the restriction of distance. A sword strike from the void of the sky came from beyond the sky.
In an instant, the huge sword had already crossed an unknown distance and arrived in front of Lu Xiaotian. The floating, free and easy sword essence had no murderous intent, but in Lu Xiaotian's eyes, it was more terrifying than anything else.
Under the attack of the huge sword, Lu Xiaotian narrowed his eyes and clenched his fists. There was no way forward, and there was a strong enemy behind. This time, there was no way he could escape. The Ethereal Sword Embryo was indeed still there.
"What a rich spiritual qi. I didn't expect there to be such a paradise here. It's a pity that this old man is from the Ghost Clan. Otherwise, it would be a good choice to open up a cave residence here." Xuan Yan Ghost King came out of the transportation formation and laughed strangely. "Kid, let's see where you can escape to this old man."
Lu Xiaotian snorted coldly. He was going to die under the Ethereal Sword Embryo, but this Xuan Yan Ghost King might not be able to get away with it. Even if the Ethereal Sword Embryo did not appear, he would not be able to escape far. It was just that his death had come a little earlier.
However, just as Lu Xiaotian was helpless against the Ethereal Sword Embryo, the Ethereal Sword Embryo, which was rapidly approaching but did not carry the slightest bit of aura, suddenly stopped.
Lu Xiaotian's eyes widened. He could not believe what he was seeing. At the same time, he could not understand why this scene was happening.
However, after a brief moment of surprise, Lu Xiaotian was once again overjoyed. He hadn't expected such an unforeseen event to occur. The Ethereal Flying Sword in his dantian suddenly moved, as if it was resonating with the Ethereal Sword Embryo in the outside world.
Could it be because he had also cultivated the Misty Sword Art? Lu Xiaotian's heart sank. There shouldn't be any other possibility.
Lu Xiaotian was still in a daze when a scream came from behind him. It was the voice of Xuan Yan Ghostly King.
Lu Xiaotian turned around and saw not only Xuan Yan Ghostly King, but also the seven Nascent Soul cultivators from Wushang City appearing one after another.
Lu Xiaotian sneered. "These people really haven't given up on their evil intentions."
At this moment, the Ethereal Sword Embryo swayed in the void and bypassed Lu Xiaotian. It trembled in the air and slashed towards Xuan Yan Ghostly King, who was closest to Lu Xiaotian.
"What the hell is this!" Xuan Yan Ghostly King exclaimed. The dark clouds flipped and a giant hand formed by dark clouds grabbed at the Ethereal Sword Embryo.
The Ethereal Sword Embryo cut the giant hand in half as if it was cutting tofu. Without much obstruction, it slashed towards Xuan Yan Ghostly King.
"Glorious Ghost!" Xuan Yan Ghostly King cried out in pain. He had not expected to be at a disadvantage in the first exchange. This was the first time he had encountered such a situation since he became a late-stage Ghostly King. Xuan Yan Ghostly King even had a feeling that he could not dodge the transparent giant sword's attack.
Xuan Yan Ghostly King, who was both shocked and furious, roared. He once again used his killer move. The black ball rose from the tumbling dark clouds.
The Ethereal Sword Embryo moved agilely and slashed down again. Xuan Yan Ghostly King roared. His green eyes were solemn. The black ball released a beam of black light in the air and hit the Ethereal Sword Embryo.
However, the Ethereal Sword Embryo was like the purest thing in the world. The black light beam could not taint it at all. It was cut open like tofu.
More black light beams shot out from the black ball and fell like rain. Xuan Yan Ghostly King could not believe that the Ethereal Sword Embryo, which was almost transparent, was unaffected even under the illumination of his Glorious Ghost. It was still pure, untainted, and full of elegant beauty. However, Xuan Yan Ghostly King did not have the slightest interest in appreciating this beauty.
In the blink of an eye, the Ethereal Sword Embryo had passed through the Glorious Ghost's shroud and was heading straight for Xuan Yan Ghostly King. It cut through the dark clouds nimbly.
The dark clouds, which had not changed much before and were only about an acre in size, were now surging like the waves of a raging sea, surging like never before.
Although Lu Xiaotian was curious, he could not see what was going on inside.
Not long after, a miserable shriek came from the dark cloud and the dark cloud exploded. Lu Xiaotian was hit by the shockwave and was sent flying like a broken leaf caught in the wind. Lu Xiaotian coughed up a mouthful of blood from the shockwave.
The dark clouds parted to reveal an inky-black Ghost Tribe being with a skeleton-like face and a pair of black horns that were around an inch in length on his forehead, clutching his chest as he fled in a panic. There was a cloud of black Qi beneath his feet, and he was no longer as arrogant and haughty as before. He opened his mouth and swallowed the Ghost Light that was descending from the sky into his stomach. His speed was astonishing, but he was still staggering as he fled toward the teleportation formation.
At this moment, Cheng Dehui and the other Nascent Soul cultivators came out of the teleportation formation. They saw the previously arrogant ghoul fleeing in panic. There was a hideous sword scar on the ghoul's chest.
Everyone did not understand what was going on. Not far away, inside the transparent light shield, a giant sword trembled slightly and split into eight, respectively slashing towards the seven Nascent Soul cultivators and the fleeing Xuan Yan Ghostly King.
Xuan Yan Ghostly King's green eyes were full of viciousness when he saw the seven. The seven Nascent Soul Cultivators had just emerged from the Teleportation Array, and as he turned to flee, he ran right into the seven Nascent Soul Cultivators and the strange greatsword behind them. Of all the things he had seen in his life, this was the most terrifying thing he had ever seen.
Xuan Yan Ghostly King took advantage of the shock of the newly teleported seven to reach out his hand.
A fat black-robed middle-aged man was shocked. He hurriedly took out a bronze-yellow ancient mace and struck it towards Xuan Yan Ghostly King.
Xuan Yan Ghostly King sneered. If he could not deal with the strange giant sword, he could deal with this Nascent Soul Early Stage fatty. At this moment, the distance between the two parties was very close. Xuan Yan Ghostly King opened his mouth and a long black tongue stretched out. It rolled and wrapped around the ancient mace.
The black-clothed fatty was shocked. Before he could react, a black shadow flashed before his eyes. The Xuan Yan Ghostly King did not give him another chance to attack. Grabbing at the void, the black-clothed fatty's body was dragged towards the Ethereal Sword Embryo's doppelganger.
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