Several sounds rang out in the square again, but this time, the power was several times stronger than before. In an instant, the Ghost Faced Flower was hit by six attacks at the same time, and it was instantly smashed into pieces.
The blue figure among them flashed, and a blue liquid floated out. When the liquid splashed onto the ground, it corroded the originally flat stone platform, leaving marks of potholes.
The Flying Rakshasa used his wings to protect his master, and after a desperate attack, his complexion was obviously not as good as before. After being ambushed by Yi Tian, he was attacked by six people together. This time, the wounds on his body were obviously much more serious than before.
The most obvious thing was that there was a thin line that was more than a foot long on his chest and abdomen, from his right shoulder to his left abdomen. There was even some golden light on the wound, and it was obvious that it was caused by a Buddhist secret technique.
Hu Yiyuan saw this and his face showed a little suspicion. The shape of the wound was obviously caused by a spiritual sword spell, and the spells that Hui Yuan and Yun Mengyao used were obvious to all. This was definitely not theirs. At this time, Yi Tian's body faintly emitted a golden Buddhist light, and it made the people on the side feel refreshed.
This was the first time the Flying Rakshasa was injured in a frontal attack. At this time, he was using all his strength to resist the Buddhist light corroding his wound, but his tone was still arrogant. "I didn't expect that a human like you not only learned the Asura Clan's Dharma body, but also cultivated a Buddhist secret technique. Even so, you still can't take my life. Wait until I recover my power, I'll settle this with you." After saying this, he turned around and flapped the wings on his back, wanting to escape.
Seeing this, everyone's faces showed panic. The Flying Rakshasa's strength was already so strong. If they let him escape, there would be no end of trouble in the future.
However, if he wanted to escape, no one could stop him for a while. After the blue figure flashed, the Flying Rakshasa's figure disappeared. Seeing this, Yi Tian hurriedly used the Wind Escape Technique to chase after him.
In terms of strength, the Flying Rakshasa was obviously stronger than him. Although he was slightly weakened by the injury, he was not much weaker than him. Just as the blue light was about to dash off the platform and escape down the mountain, a black light blocked in front of him in a timely manner.
Yi Tian took a closer look and realized that it was Dugu Tianfeng. At this moment, his Heavenly Demon True Body was already badly damaged, and traces of red blood could be seen on his scales. It seemed that he had suffered quite a bit of damage from the Flying Rakshasa earlier. However, the spiritual energy around his body did not weaken in the slightest. Yi Tian knew that this was the effect of the Heavenly Devil True Body secret technique. However, it was inevitable that there would be a period of weakness afterwards.
The Flying Rakshasa howled, "Scram!"
Dugu Tianfeng's expression didn't change in the slightest when he heard that. His spirit energy surged once more as he charged forward to meet his opponent. The two of them exchanged blows in the air once more. Dugu Tianfeng also went all out, seemingly wanting to hold his opponent back. He had an overbearing attitude, not backing down in the slightest.
Black and blue punches and kicks rained down on the two of them, as the sound reverberated throughout the entire area. With Dugu Tianfeng's interference, the Flying Rakshasa's path of retreat was cut off. Suddenly, a white halo came from behind him. Amid the white light, the Flying Rakshasa's movements began to slow down.
And Dugu Tianfeng, who was in front of him, also seemed to be greatly affected. He only suffered a little from the white light. Furthermore, although the circulation of his Qi had slowed down, it was still much better than his opponent's.
The Flying Rakshasa exclaimed, "The Li Fire Supreme Sky Mirror can only be controlled by the Sect Master. How do you know the Li Fire Sect's direct cultivation technique?"
Yi Tian did not answer. He followed behind him not far away. He conjured the Supreme Sky Mirror in his hand and shone the mirror beam onto the back of the Flying Rakshasa's head.
However, the Flying Rakshasa's movements gradually became weaker. His speed and power were also greatly inferior to before. Facing Dugu Tianfeng head-on, the Flying Rakshasa had failed repeatedly. Immediately, his body emitted 'peng peng' sounds. It was the sound of black fists hitting his body.
In mid-air, Dugu Tianfeng had struck the Flying Rakshasa down from high in the sky with his ferocious attacks. As for Yi Tian, the Supreme Sky Mirror's white beam was locked onto the back of his head or his front yard.
The Supreme Sky Mirror was indeed a cornerstone treasure of the Li Fire Sect. Under its divine beam, the Demonic Neonate in the Flying Rakshasa's Niwan Palace could no longer move. It could not use its spiritual energy, so it was lying on the ground like a fish waiting to be slaughtered.
Yi Tian was just about to take a breather when he suddenly realized that the Flying Rakshasa's body was rapidly expanding. He knew that something was amiss. Could it be that the Flying Rakshasa wanted to self-destruct the Demonic Neonate? However, on second thought, that was not right. After being shone on by the Supreme Sky Mirror, the Yuanying would no longer be able to move.
About ten seconds later, a stream of blue blood spewed out from the Flying Rakshasa's mouth, shooting towards the two people in mid-air. Yi Tian and Dugu Tianfeng were alarmed when they saw this. They hurriedly teleported away to dodge it. Just as the Supreme Sky Mirror in Yi Tian's hand loosened, a blue beam of light flew out from the top of his head and hurriedly flew into the distance.
However, before the Demonic Nascent Soul could fly too far away, it saw a black mist enveloping it and pulling it over.
Looking at the source of the black fog, it was unknown when Xiahou Cangqiong had conjured his Demonic Soul Banner. The Demonic Neonate was being pulled towards him at a rapid speed.
When Yi Tian saw this, his face revealed a hint of anger as he said, "Old man Xiahou, you still want to keep it as the main soul of the Demonic Soul Banner? Do you want to plunge the Central State's cultivation world into an abyss of suffering?"
"Sect Master Yi, you've really tricked this old man." Xiahou Cangqiong replied with a fake smile, "With you appearing out of nowhere, your Li Fire Sect will soon regain its reputation in the Central State. I think that with the strength you've shown today, even the late-stage Nascent Soul cultivators of the Heavenly Dao Sect and the Thousand Spirit Sect may not be able to defeat you. This old man is just preparing for a rainy day for the Tianli Sect." After saying that, his figure flashed and flew towards the direction where the Demonic Infant came from with the Demonic Soul Banner in hand.
However, before Xiahou Cangqiong could lift the Demonic Neonate, his eyelids twitched. From the corner of his eye, he saw a thin golden beam of light flash across the sky.
The Demonic Nascent Soul let out a blood-curdling screech, and the Demonic Nascent Soul's right hand was separated from its chest. The remaining half of the Demonic Nascent Soul was instantly sliced into shreds by a flash of golden light.
An angry roar came from Xiahou Cangqiong's mouth. He stared at Yi Tian with his eyes wide open. Then, he kept the Demonic Neonate's half into his Demonic Soul Banner and hurriedly turned around to fly down the mountain.
Yi Tian did not chase after him. After all, everyone had seen it. Since it was his Tianli Sect that was causing trouble, he was not afraid of spreading the news.
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