This auction house was indeed well prepared. Among the following auction items, a fire-type magic weapon, the Fiery Evil Saber, appeared one after another. There were even one or two main ingredients that could be used to refine the Heaven Reversal Pill, but they were quickly bought by other Foundation Establishment Cultivators. Lu Xiaozai weighed the spirit stones inside the barrier. Although he was richer than the average Foundation Establishment Cultivator, he didn't have the guts to compete with a Foundation Establishment Cultivator. After all, this place was hundreds of miles away from the Spirit Firmament Palace.
Lu Xiaotian was not interested in the remaining items. The final auction item turned out to be a "Foundation Establishment Pill". Suddenly, the news of the Foundation Establishment Pill caused an uproar in the audience. Even the Foundation Establishment cultivators in the box could not help bidding.
Seeing the price of the Foundation Establishment Pill soar to the sky like a flying sword, from 10,000 low-grade Spirit Stones to 30,000, Lu Xiaotian smiled bitterly. Taking advantage of the fact that the auction was not over, he quietly left the hall and left the auction house. Today, he was quite satisfied with the fourth-level talisman he had obtained.
Not long after he left the courtyard, Lu Xiaotian frowned and temporarily gave up the idea of using the spirit crane to go back. After all, the spirit crane was not the fastest among the spirit birds. Once something happened in the air, no matter how smart he was, he would fall to his death.
Out of the town, Lu Xiaotian tried to choose a place that was easy to hide.
Behind him, several figures followed one after another.
"Not good, this guy is really fast. We can't catch up with him." The hawk-nosed old man's expression changed. "Second sister, third brother, you two ride the spirit birds and fly to the front to intercept him."
"Okay!" The old woman patted the spirit beast bag and a black vulture with a wingspan of more than 30 feet flew out. She jumped onto the black vulture with the middle-aged man in a green robe and flew away.
"Fortunately, I didn't use the spirit crane to hurry." Seeing the fierce black vulture in the air, Lu Xiaotian's expression changed, but he also felt a little lucky. The Demon Vulture was a ferocious demon bird to begin with. After it was subdued, its combat power was usually one of the most powerful low-rank spirit birds.
"That kid is down there. He can't run away. This brat's magic is really powerful. He actually managed to leave Big Brother and Fourth Sister a few miles behind. If it weren't for our Spirit Birds, perhaps he would've escaped. "The old woman chuckled. She looked down and saw a blue figure running down below.
"Brat, hand over your storage pouch and I'll spare your life." The stout man also shouted with a look of victory. After the black vulture descended, he jumped down with the old woman.
If the two people behind them were included, then there were two peak Aura Refining cultivators and two late Aura Refining cultivators. No wonder they dared to chase after them so recklessly. Lu Xiaotian snorted and pointed. "Ice Soul Mystic Tune."
The stout man's expression froze for a moment before he quickly regained his senses. He hurriedly pulled out his spirit sword to block all the spells. He was frightened by Lu Xiaotian's ferocious magic. Seeing the dazed old woman, he shouted, "Second Sister, wake up."
Pu pu, several golden spears pierced her body. Only then did the old woman wake up. But it was already too late. The immense pain made the old woman scream. Her body flew back several feet and was nailed to a thick tree trunk behind her by the golden spears.
"Second Sister!" When the hook-nosed old man rushed over, the old woman had already lost her life. The stout man was also suppressed by Lu Xiaotian's magic. The old man cried out in grief. "Brat, this old man will tear you apart today."
The middle-aged man in a green robe was also shocked. He didn't expect that the old woman would be killed so soon after they arrived. Fourth Brother, who had a higher cultivation, was also at a disadvantage.
Lu Xiaotian didn't bother to reply. Could it be that these four people were allowed to kill him but he wasn't allowed to resist? What a joke.
The hook-nosed old man pressed his hand on his storage pouch. Unexpectedly, four flying swords of the same size flew out. They emitted bursts of cold light as if they were one sword. They floated around the hook-nosed old man's body in a uniform manner. Each of the swords let out a clear cry.
Lu Xiaotian was shocked. Sword formation! The time he spent wandering the cultivation world wasn't long, but it wasn't short either. However, he had never heard of an Aura Refining cultivator who could cultivate a sword formation. Sword formations required a high level of Divine Sense. Aura Refining cultivators simply didn't have such a powerful Divine Sense. He was already at the Great Circle of Aura Refining realm. At most, he could control two weapons at the same time. However, the hook-nosed old man in front of him could control four at the same time. It seemed that there were many people in the cultivation world who had fortuitous encounters. No wonder these four people were so unscrupulous.
"Being able to die under this old man's Minor Sword Formation of Four Symbols is your good fortune from your previous life." The hook-nosed old man angrily rebuked with an ashen face. He formed a sword art with his hand and pointed with his finger. The four spirit swords lined up in a row and shot towards Lu Xiaotian one after another.
The stout man was able to escape because Lu Xiaotian's mind was diverted to the hook-nosed old man. However, the hook-nosed old man unexpectedly used a sword formation. Dozens of cultivators had already died under the hook-nosed old man's sword formation. Among them, there was no lack of powerful cultivators. But even so, they couldn't last more than a stick of incense's time.
The surging sword Qi made Lu Xiaotian's scalp tingle. The pressure the hook-nosed old man gave him was several times greater than the pressure Luo Qian gave him. Luo Qian was bold and powerful, but lacking in murderous intent. On the other hand, the hook-nosed old man was a fierce killer. Even if he cultivated a primary magic seal, it would be impossible for him to block these four flying swords with the power of a primary magic seal.
Lu Xiaotian no longer hesitated. He opened his right hand and a long blood-red rope appeared in his palm. It was the magic tool Demon Binding Rope. With a flick of his wrist, the Demon Binding Rope made a crackling sound in the air and whipped the first flying sword.
The fierce whipping caused the flying sword to deviate. However, the force of the rebound made Lu Xiaotian secretly shocked. The hook-nosed old man's flying swords were all top-grade spirit tools. After colliding with the magic tool Demon Binding Rope, the rebound force was so great that the sword was undamaged.
"This kid actually has a magic tool!" The hook-nosed old man's shock was no less than Lu Xiaotian's. However, it was soon replaced by greed. He shouted, "Third Brother, Fourth Brother, let's get rid of this kid together. He even has a magic tool. This kid's wealth is richer than any of the cultivators we've killed before!"
"Okay, let's kill him!" The stout man and the blue-robed middle-aged man surrounded him. They raised their weapons and were about to attack.
Lu Xiaotian whipped away the flying swords that were coming at him. Hearing the hook-nosed old man's words, his heart sank. He was only able to resist the hook-nosed old man and block the sword formation's dense attacks by relying on his magic tool.
The other two people were nothing in normal times. However, if they were to besiege him at this time, he would be even more flustered. This was tantamount to the straw that broke the camel's back.
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