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Chapter 224

Words:1895Update:22/06/21 08:02:24

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Lou Xiaoyi continued to experiment and move forward in this confusion.

His flying sword was getting sharper and sharper, but he was still confused about the birth of the sword spirit. This confusion accompanied him for more than half a year. He had already passed the center of the Hunchback and was approaching Xuanyuan.

The current situation was that if someone wanted to intercept him, it would be easier. However, he had already entered Xuanyuan's sphere of influence.

He realized that someone was following him!

It was a very clever tracking. He could feel that someone was behind him, but he couldn't find his specific location!

This was an inconceivable thing to him! His spiritual power was strong, and his divine sense could cover a wide area. However, it was obvious that the other party's spiritual power was stronger than his. Therefore, he was within the range of the other party's divine sense, but his divine sense couldn't cover the other party!

Who was it? Was it Jin Dan? Did the Supreme or Wanjing Sect's Jin Dan dare to behave atrociously in Xuanyuan's sphere of influence? Did he break the rules?

He valued spiritual power very much. In his opinion, if a cultivator's spiritual power was strong, then he wouldn't be weak in other aspects!

He set up a few mazes, turned around to intercept, hid, and suddenly changed directions. However, none of them succeeded!

This person's strength did not lie solely in his spiritual power. At the very least, he had experience in traveling the world and was very good at using spells. The only reason Lou Xiaoyi was able to notice him was because of the faint trace of his spiritual power that shrouded him intermittently from afar, causing him to feel some kind of malicious gaze.

He even rested for several days in a place where he ate, drank, and played in a certain city. He would suddenly rush out in the middle of a good night, hoping to discover that mysterious presence.

Unfortunately, he never succeeded. When he couldn't take it anymore and left the city, that presence faintly appeared again!

Although he didn't show up and didn't fight, Lou Xiaoyi knew that he wasn't a match for him!

After many fruitless efforts, he chose to continue his journey. He was very clear that with the other party's strength, even if he flew at full speed, he wouldn't be able to escape. On the contrary, he might even provoke the other party.

If it was an enemy, if it was an avenger from Wanjing Sect, why didn't he choose to make a move now? Why did he drag it out from behind?

Between the various sects, there was a kind of face-slapping called a naked face-slapping! Even if I don't kill you outside, I'll kill you in your own territory! This was confidence in his own strength, and also a blatant provocation!

Most people wouldn't be so crazy, but this didn't include those who were truly blessed by the heavens, those who stood at the top of the food chain, those who were genius in spell techniques, body cultivation maniacs, internal Swordsman …

Currently, Lou Xiaoyi's position was still within the sphere of influence of other sects under Xuanyuan's influence. He had yet to truly enter the sphere of influence of Xuanyuan's Sword Faction. If Lou Xiaoyi's guess was correct, this person should be waiting for him to truly enter the sphere of influence of Xuanyuan before making a move!

This was going to be another classic in the battle between a Dharma Cultivator and a Swordsman!

The awkward thing was that he didn't have any good ideas about this!

Counting his trump cards, he definitely couldn't use his mental strength, and his battle tactics might not be as good as his opponent's. If he really had to look into it, he didn't know if the Four Seasons Sword, which had just given birth to a sword spirit, could be counted as one of them?

He was still skeptical!

He didn't have the fearless temperament of a Xuanyuan Swordsman, who would rather die than fight with others! This person was very strong, and couldn't be compared to the three cultivators in Minzhou City!

Putting aside his life to talk about temperament, he was just a hooligan!

After thinking about it, there seemed to be only one thing left in his arsenal, the Divine Concealment Technique!

As a newbie who had only entered the sect for three years, he indeed had pitifully few tricks up his sleeve. This wasn't his fault. In fact, every newbie like him was like this. He could be considered to have some tricks up his sleeve, and his mental strength could definitely be considered as his trump card!

However, compared to a cultivator who had cultivated for more than a hundred years and whose abilities were among the best, this bit of ability of his was somewhat insufficient!

At his current level, the cultivators he came into contact with were unaccomplished cultivators like Gu Bei and Rugui, as well as newbies like Sheng Yi and Ming Mu. This was originally the normal path of cultivation, but he had made an abnormal kill, which naturally attracted the attention of higher-level cultivators.

In the end, he had brought this upon himself!

He had to make a decision as soon as possible. The closer he was to Xuanyuan, the less space he had to move around! In order to achieve his goal, he began to consciously walk through the city more often, because he could meet more cultivators here. The wilderness was too vast, and the chances of meeting cultivators from other orthodoxies weren't high, let alone the Swordsman. Moreover, he had never met them before, so what right did he have to ask for their help and involve them in this matter?

He had never realized that although he didn't have the courage of a Swordsman, he had the arrogance of not asking for help for anything. He solved his own problems on his own. This was a habit he had developed after drifting in the universe for countless years, and it was also something he had always insisted on in his original world.

Even now, nothing had changed!

He still hadn't found the right opportunity! The cultivators he often met along the way seemed to have collectively disappeared. He couldn't see them in the sky, nor could he see them in the city! He couldn't figure it out no matter how much he thought about it.

Of course, Lou Xiaoyi didn't know that a large sect nearby was holding a Dharma Assembly. It was said that there would be an expert's speech, a powerful cultivator's performance, and many other benefits. This was a Dharma Assembly aimed at low-level cultivators, so most of the wandering Foundation Establishment cultivators had rushed over, and the whole area seemed empty!

Without his peers, his plan couldn't be carried out. He couldn't do anything by himself, no matter what!

Until he saw that clean city again — Heluo City!

The reason he returned to his old path was that he felt that there was no need to go around in circles, since he had already been caught. He might as well just fly straight to Xuanyuan, which would be much more enjoyable!

After wandering around Heluo City, luck finally came to him. His chance had come!

He found a decent restaurant and treated himself well. In the next two months, he might not have the chance to leisurely eat and drink!

The night slowly deepened. Two silhouettes stood quietly on the tallest building in Heluo City, a wooden pagoda of a Daoist temple in the city. Their gazes were fixed on the brightly lit areas of the city. Usually, there wouldn't be any businesses in such a lively place at night other than entertainment venues.

"That brat ran away quickly! We only just discovered him and let him run into the city. Otherwise, if we stopped him outside, the two of us would've already started our journey back, right? "One of the cultivators snorted coldly.

The other cultivator laughed, "His Starlight Guidance can't fool us. It's him! So what if he hid in the city? Won't he never come out? Or will he ask Xuanyuan for help?

We'll wait for him for three days. If he doesn't come out in three days, I'll go in and drag him out. Using mortals as a cover, if news of this were to spread, where would Xuanyuan's face be?

A three-year-old Swordsman. We can control the power of our spells, but he might not be able to control the damage of his flying sword. If he really did hurt mortals, it's most likely him! "

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