Yi Tian's sneak attack failed, and he fought back under Xiahou Cangqiong's relentless pursuit. However, after two moves, he was puzzled and secretly amazed. He didn't expect Xiahou Cangqiong to be able to recover to this extent after not seeing him for a few decades. Xiahou Cangqiong was even able to gain the upper hand in a fight with him. After taking a closer look, his brows slowly relaxed.
At this time, the expression on Xiahou Cangqiong's face was obviously not as relaxed as before. He cursed, "You brat, I didn't expect you to know Buddhist techniques. This time, I must keep you here no matter what. There will be endless trouble if I let you out."
Yi Tian said disdainfully, "You talk big. Old man Xiahou, you're still the same after all these years. Don't think you can suppress me with the power of the Flying Rakshasa. I think you're just using a secret technique to forcibly increase your cultivation. You'll suffer the backlash later."
It was obvious that Xiahou Cangqiong's aura was not as long as before, and the spiritual power around him seemed to be solid, but it was obviously unstable. In addition to the consequences of him forcibly using a secret technique, there was also the effect of the Buddhist power contained in the Buddhist Sect's Golden Sun Body Technique restraining him.
From the looks of it, Yi Tian only needed to fight a battle of endurance to wear him down. After thinking about it, a golden light appeared around Yi Tian's body and he directly attacked without giving the other party a chance to catch his breath.
Previously, when Yi Tian fought with his spiritual array, he used spells to attack and rarely used his physical techniques for close combat. However, it was obviously different this time. Only in close combat could he use the Buddhist power condensed from the Prajna Ascetic Meditation on his opponent.
However, the effect was really obvious. After the two of them exchanged blows again, every punch and kick would cause violent spiritual pressure fluctuations. However, before the demonic aura from Xiahou Cangqiong's hands could invade his skin, it was dissolved by the surrounding Buddhist light. After he attacked, the golden Buddhist power could continuously break through the other party's defensive spiritual aura and directly burn his skin and even his meridians.
The current Xiahou Cangqiong could no longer be described as a normal person. His skin was blue from head to toe. His meridians were bulging, and there were even a few horns on his head. Coupled with his red eyes, he looked more like a flying Rakshasa.
After the two of them exchanged several blows in the air, Yi Tian gradually felt that he was able to firmly suppress him. Every time they exchanged blows, he was able to gain a lot of advantages. After a smile appeared on his face, the spiritual power under his feet changed again, and his speed increased by 30%. Then, with a teleport, he chased after Xiahou Cangqiong and suppressed him.
Clearly, Xiahou Cangqiong had quickly realized that something was amiss. In the beginning, he was still able to temporarily suppress it after using the mystic art, but good things didn't last long. He never expected Yi Tian to be able to withstand the mystic art's attack, and the Buddhist cultivation technique around him was the nemesis of the demonic path.
After more than ten moves, Yi Tian saw Xiahou Cangqiong trying his best to parry his attacks. Then, the spirit energy around him began to change. In an instant, the veins on his arms bulged, and he returned to his previous domineering appearance. Then, his figure flashed and rushed toward Lou Cheng.
What followed was a rain of fists. Even if Yi Tian was quick to react, when faced with such a reckless attack, he could only defend himself tiredly. After their fists missed each other, they directly hit the protective shield around Xiahou Cangqiong, making clanging sounds. Noticing that Xiahou Cangqiong seemed to want to exchange blows with him, Yi Tian was naturally unwilling to let him have his way.
With a thought, he quickly retreated and took advantage of the gap to disperse the fierce punches. While he was defending, he suddenly felt the pressure in front of him disappear. He knew that things weren't good, and from the corner of his eyes, he saw that Xiahou Cangqiong had actually turned around and fled after gaining a little advantage from the fierce attack.
Yi Tian's heart was instantly filled with rage. His face turned ashen as he coldly snorted a few times. His feet paused as he gave chase. Lou Cheng didn't expect Xiahou Cangqiong to play dirty. The attack just now was just a bluff, and Lou Cheng was stunned by the other party's momentum of exchanging injury for injury.
After passing through the main hall, Yi Tian found that Xiahou Cangqiong didn't seem to be running around like a headless fly. Instead, he seemed to be guided to the top of the mountain by something.
Along the way, Yi Tian opened his Divine Sense and looked around. He found that the layout here was the same as the back hall of the Pill Pavilion. However, after stepping on the mountain path of the back hall, the ominous feeling in his heart became heavier.
Not long after, Xiahou Cangqiong landed on the ground in a flash and arrived in front of a stone tablet that was ten feet tall. Then, he took out the Demon Soul Flag and waved it a few times. Suddenly, a blue smoke flew out and condensed into the appearance of the Flying Rakshasa beside him.
Yi Tian didn't dare to rush forward to fight. He steadied himself in the air and took out the Taiyuan Sword. After landing on the ground, he quickly walked forward.
Suddenly, there was a rumbling sound. Xiahou Cangqiong reached out and pushed down the stone tablet. Then, a blue light suddenly appeared below. The Flying Rakshasa's Yuanying spiritual body hurriedly flew down and held up the blue light.
After three breaths, Yi Tian saw a black spiritual body holding the blue light slowly fly up. Through the halo, he could clearly see that it was a full moon scimitar. The style was the Rakshasa Blade carved on the main hall's wall.
When Xiahou Cangqiong saw this, ecstasy appeared on his face. He reached out and took the spirit weapon. The wind and clouds around him changed again, and his spirit power wrapped around him. His aura instantly soared.
But even so, Yi Tian just shook his head. Although the spirit pressure around him was strong, his spirit power seemed to be slowly absorbed by the Rakshasa Blade.
With his current state, even if he could control the spirit weapon, he might not be able to unleash its power. However, Yi Tian definitely had doubts about why the Flying Rakshasa would be so kind as to let Xiahou Cangqiong control the Rakshasa Blade.
At this moment, Xiahou Cangqiong turned around and shouted at Yi Tian, "Kid, your death is here." Then, he waved his hand and a blue light wave cut through the air and whistled toward Yi Tian.
Seeing that it was too late to dodge, Yi Tian clenched his teeth and condensed the Taiyuan Sword into a blue sword light. He then faced the blade light of the Rakshasa Blade.
The two light waves violently collided in the air. Its power was no less than the full power attack of a Yuanying middle stage cultivator. After a second, the blue light in the air flourished again. After defeating the blue sword light, it continued to slash toward Yi Tian.
After Yi Tian was hit by the blue light, he was forced to retreat more than 100 feet before he stabilized himself. A red sun-like light flashed in front of him. It was the spiral fire shield that bit the blue light and gradually swallowed it.
Xiahou Cangqiong, who was standing next to him, was not happy but shocked. He had a look of disbelief on his face. The move just now was already his limit. He had used all his strength and poured all his spirit power into the Rakshasa Blade to barely perform this move.
After three seconds, a determined look appeared on his face. He reached out and grabbed the Yuanying of the Flying Rakshasa Blade in the demon soul flag and began to absorb his spirit power on the spot. But the Flying Rakshasa Blade did not resist at all. Instead, a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
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