Lu Xiaotian was taken aback. He had been guarding against Xiang Yihang, but he did not expect that Xiang Yihang's first target would be the Eight-footed Demonic Ox.
In a hurry, Lu Xiaotian mobilized the blood kirin phantom formed by the formation to block the attack. However, Xiang Yihang was ready to attack, so Lu Xiaotian could not completely block it. The sword still stabbed the vital point of the Eight-footed Demonic Ox.
Peng, the magic power of the Sun Dragon Scale Sword erupted, and a large hole appeared on the back of the Eight-footed Demonic Ox. The Eight-footed Demonic Ox screamed as Xiang Yihang's sword hit it back to its original form. It turned back into an Eight-footed Demonic Ox.
After the Eight-footed Demonic Ox returned to its original form, its body flashed and dodged the next attack of the Sun Dragon Scale Sword. However, its aura had dropped to the extreme.
The Eight-footed Demonic Ox looked at Xiang Yihang in shock, anger, and fear. It even looked at everyone in the Blood Cauldron Array. Now that it had been ambushed and its strength had been greatly reduced, it was possible that the people it had called friends with could take its life in an instant. Even Lu Xiaotian, an ally, might not be reliable.
The colorful robed female cultivator and the old man with the upturned nose had only injured the mirage wolf, but had not completely injured it. They were at a loss about the sudden change in the formation.
"You think you can kill me after seriously injuring the Eight-footed Demonic Ox?" Lu Xiaotian stared at Xiang Yihang and couldn't help admiring him. Xiang Yihang knew that Lu Xiaotian was too guarded against him, and the possibility of a successful sneak attack was close to zero. Moreover, the Eight-footed Magic Ox was at least his ally, so Xiang Yihang took a step back and tried to kill it while the Eight-footed Magic Ox was killing the mirage wolf.
Lu Xiaotian was wary of Xiang Yihang because he looked at the problem from his own point of view. He really did not think of the Eight-footed Demonic Ox. It had to be said that Xiang Yihang's move was indeed unexpected.
If it wasn't for Lu Xiaotian's extremely strong Primordial Spirit and his deep attainments in array formations, he would have hurriedly mobilized the power of the array formation to block the attack for the Eight-legged Demonic Ox. Otherwise, this fellow would have already become a dead ox. It was just that this guy's guard was quite heavy. Even Lu Xiaotian, who had just saved him, was afraid of him.
"I'm very curious. Other than this sharp sword array, how can you, an early Nascent Soul Stage cultivator, fight against me without the help of the Eight-footed Demonic Ox?" Xiang Yi Hang sneered. He didn't waste any time. He waved his hand, and the purple leaf rolled like a dragon towards Lu Xiaotian.
Right now, Xiang Yihang couldn't wait for Lu Xiaotian to use the Misty Sword Array. As long as he used the Misty Sword Array, he would be violated by the Blood Oath and die even faster.
Without the sword formation, how could one or two spiritual immortal treasures stop him? Lu Xiaotian had killed the gloomy looking youth and the yellow-robed female cultivator. As such, his Blood Cauldron Array Formation had most likely fallen into Lu Xiaotian's hands. Without the array, his strength would be greatly reduced.
Moreover, Lu Xiaotian was too much of a threat to him. An early Nascent Soul Stage cultivator not only had the Blood Cauldron Array Formation, but also such a powerful sword array. As for the vertical ice eye between his eyebrows, it could even see through the illusions of the Mirage Wolves. This guy in front of him was full of mysteries.
An early Nascent Soul Stage cultivator had first killed Zhan Yunliang, his old enemy. Then, he had escaped from the belly of the Demonic Brown Python and killed the gloomy looking youth and the yellow-robed female cultivator who had the Blood Cauldron Array Formation. If he didn't kill him now, when would he be able to do so?
Xiang Yihang didn't show any mercy and went straight for Lu Xiaotian's vitals.
Lu Xiaotian's consciousness moved and mobilized the remaining power of the Blood Cauldron Array Formation. The newly formed blood kirin roared and rushed towards Xiang Yihang.
Xiang Yihang opened his mouth and swallowed a blood-red pill, ignoring the blood kirin. However, when the blood kirin rushed towards him, it was like seawater hitting a reef, shattering into countless droplets. But the reef remained motionless.
"Since I dared to make you swear not to use the sword array, how could I not be prepared for this Blood Cauldron Array Formation?"
Seeing the blood kirin fail, Xiang Yihang laughed with a smug look on his face. Looking at the other Nascent Soul in Lu Xiaotian's hand, he taunted, "Even if you still have a Nascent Soul, what can this array do to me?"
Inside the Blood Cauldron Array Formation, the colorful-robed female cultivator, the old man with the upturned nose, and the remaining two tenth rank Mirage Wolves retreated to one side. As for the Eight-footed Demonic Ox, it stood alone in the array formation. The situation inside the array formation was too strange. Xiang Yihang and Lu Xiaotian, who were the strongest, suddenly turned hostile. Looking at Xiang Yihang's unfilial son, it was obvious that he had been planning this for a long time. Even this array formation couldn't deal with Xiang Yihang, and Lu Xiaotian had made a blood oath. No matter how one looked at it, Xiang Yihang, a mid Nascent Soul Stage cultivator, had the upper hand.
The old man with the upturned nose and the colorful-robed female cultivator greatly admired Xiang Yihang's scheming.
The Eight-footed Demonic Ox shrank in the corner, its eyes dim. With its current strength, it couldn't break the array formation and escape. If Lu Xiaotian won, it might still have a chance to live. If Xiang Yihang won, it would die. But looking at the current situation, the Eight-footed Demonic Ox's heart was dead.
"The Nascent Souls of the two Mirage Wolves are still useful to me. Fellow Daoists, kill the remaining two Mirage Wolves. The power of the array formation will guide you."
Lu Xiaotian smiled at Xiang Yihang's confidence and said to the colorful-robed female cultivator and the old man with the upturned nose.
The two of them were shocked. They looked at each other and then rushed towards the Mirage Wolves opposite them. The blood kirins that couldn't deal with Xiang Yihang directly gave up on their opponents and rushed towards the Mirage Wolves. But there weren't many of them. They mainly relied on the colorful-robed female cultivator and the old man with the upturned nose.
As a matter of fact, the Spirit Array could naturally display more power than what it was currently displaying. However, this was the first time these two people had met. Lu Xiaotian did not want to fight with Xiang Yihang and be overshadowed by these two people.
The two of them had the upper hand, so they only used the blood kirins to guide them. If the Mirage Wolves had the upper hand, the blood kirins in the Blood Cauldron Array would naturally attack the Mirage Wolves. In short, the balance of the current situation was the most important.
"It's just a sword array. Even if I don't use it, what can you do to me?" Lu Xiaotian put away the Misty Sword Array.
He raised his hand and coldly spat out a few words. "Seven Floor Pagoda!"
Weng, the sound of Sanskrit, the seven Yao-Sealing Pagodas fell, silver light intertwining. Each Yao-Sealing Pagoda's aura was different, but when the seven Yao-Sealing Pagodas joined together, they became one.
Lu Xiaotian didn't have any cultivation methods to grind tofu with Xiang Yihang, so he used his strongest technique, the Seven Floor Pagoda! Silver light shrouded the Purple Blade Leaves, making them look like they had fallen into a swamp. They lost their previous speed and astonishing aura.
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