"Humph! Brat, you guys are so bold to actually injure my junior brother. Since you guys are courting death, don't blame me.”The long-robed man who had been standing at the side without making a move said.
This man's body was much bigger than the one who had fought with the black dragon at the beginning. He was a little angry when he saw his junior brother being injured by the black dragon. As soon as he finished speaking, he gathered his True Core Strength and a red fireball appeared in his hand. Under his control, the red fireball flew to the top of his head and turned into many small fireballs. Then, it quickly smashed towards Feng AoTian and the black dragon.
Feng Aotian had just handed the Returning Origin Pill to the black dragon when he saw the man who had not made a move throw countless small fireballs over. He hurriedly circulated his True Core Strength to form a transparent light screen around him, wrapping himself and the black dragon tightly inside. Then, a grayish-white fireball emerged from his body and gradually became larger and larger. One turned into ten, ten turned into a hundred, and finally turned into countless small fireballs, flying towards the red fireball.
Two fireballs of different colors flew in the air, one red and one gray. In this silent night, they were extremely dazzling, illuminating the area within a radius of several hundred meters as if it was daytime. The two fireballs of different colors emitted a whistling sound as they broke through the air. Finally, they collided in the air and instantly exploded.”"Bang!" Countless explosions sounded in the forest. Many trees fell down in disorder, stone chips flew everywhere, smoke filled the sky, and countless holes of different sizes appeared on the ground.
The four people on the battlefield had already used their True Core Strength to protect themselves before the fireball exploded, so the four of them were unharmed. Feng AoTian and the man played chess once, but they did not succeed. The two of them attacked again. Feng AoTian used his True Essence Energy to transform into countless tiny sharp blades. The sharp blades that filled the sky formed a net in the air.
"Myriad Swords Return!" Following Feng AoTian's shout, the sharp blades that filled the sky quickly shot towards the long-robed man opposite him.
"Reverse Sword Art!" The long-robed man's movements were not slow at all. When Feng AoTian used his True Core Strength to transform into a sharp blade, he had already drawn out his flying sword. Following that, he used a set of sword techniques that their sect used, the Reverse Sword Technique. The flying sword became huge under the infusion of True Core Strength, reaching a length of 200 to 300 feet. Under the control of the long-robed man's mind, the flying sword turned into many giant swords in the air, drowning his figure. Another giant sword came down from the top of his head, with the tip of the sword facing up.
A portion of the countless sharp blades were cut off by the giant sword, while the rest hit the shield formed by the giant sword and were gradually melted, emitting a series of puchi sounds. Feng Aotian and the long-robed man retreated dozens of meters and stood in the air, facing each other.
"Flying sword? If I don't use my flying sword, do you think I don't have a Dharma treasure?”Standing in the air, Feng Aotian looked at the flying sword that was controlled by the other party's will and floated in the air. He smiled proudly.
"Sou!"
A long sword flew out from Feng AoTian's dantian. It circled in the air a few times before it was held in his hand. As his True Core Strength was injected, the flying sword turned red and slowly grew larger. When it was hundreds of feet long, the flying sword left his hand. He didn't use any techniques or spells. He relied solely on his True Core Strength to stab straight at the long-robed man.
The burly man in the long robe saw that the other party's flying sword was coming at him without using any spells. A smile appeared on his face. He also did not use any spells and stabbed straight at him.
The two flying swords gave off a dazzling light as they met in the air, letting out a series of sizzling sounds. Not long after, the long-robed man's flying sword let out a buzzing sound, and cracks slowly spread out on the sword. In the end, it could no longer withstand the power of the other party's sword and broke into countless pieces.
The burly man in the long robe spat out blood and fell to the ground because of the shattering of the flying sword. He said in disbelief,"You... you... How could there be such a powerful Dharma treasure?”。
Feng Aotian's sword was a middle-grade flying sword, while the long-robed man's flying sword was only a middle-grade magic weapon. The difference between the two was too great. Moreover, because of his carelessness at the beginning, his magic weapon was easily destroyed by Feng Aotian and he was seriously injured. Feng AoTian's flying sword had long been refined by him, and now he could use it freely.
Once a cultivator's magic treasure was refined, their minds would be connected. However, if the magic treasure was destroyed in battle, its owner would also be seriously injured. Therefore, many self-cultivators would choose to run away when they saw the other party's magic treasure was of a higher grade than theirs. They would not fight head-on. The burly man in the long robe had a low cultivation and shallow knowledge. He could not tell what grade Feng AoTian's flying sword was at all. He was a disciple of the second largest sect in the modern world of cultivation. Moreover, Feng AoTian did not use any magic arts and used his sword to stab directly because his long sword was not a magic treasure of the cultivation world at all.
One must know that the modern world of self-cultivation was not as prosperous as it used to be. Many disciples of sects did not have magic treasures to use. Only the disciples of the big sects had some low-grade magic treasures. In the eyes of the long-robed man, Feng Aotian could be a disciple of a cultivation family or a rogue cultivator. It was even more impossible for a disciple of a cultivation family or a rogue cultivator to have any powerful magic treasures. Therefore, he felt wronged and unwilling to accept his defeat.
"You two always use flying swords. If I don't drop a magic treasure, you'll think that I don't have one, so I'll show you! How was it? Isn't my flying sword a little inferior?”Feng AoTian landed on the ground and said with a smile.
"Do you two still want to fight? If we don't fight, we can go and enjoy the delicacies.”At this moment, the black dragon walked up and asked the two long-robed men.
When Feng AoTian was fighting with the burly long-robed man, the black dragon was watching from the side and did not make a move. It was not that he did not want to make a move, but that the man who had fought with him at the beginning had already been injured by him and had not recovered yet. It was not good for him to make a move again since the other party had not made a move. This was because Feng AoTian had told him that they should not make too much of a feud when they had just arrived.
In fact, it was also because Feng AoTian and the black dragon had not been in the cultivation world for too long and had not experienced many things in the cultivation world. Otherwise, the two of them would not have thought so. In the cultivation world, strength was supreme and the strong were respected. Once they fought, it was impossible for them not to have grudges.
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