Feng Aotian took out two Essence Returning Pills from his ring and threw them to the black dragon. He said,""Catch! Just now, you've already used up a lot of your True Core Strength. If necessary, eat it. I won't have the energy to care about you in a while. If you can escape, then escape. I don't want you to lose your life by following me out to train.”。
The black dragon took the pill and said nothing. However, he had already made up his mind that he would not leave his boss alone no matter what. The six Daoists in long robes saw that Feng AoTian and the other two were staring at them without answering, and they became even angrier. One of them, an old man with a few strands of beard, said angrily,"Brat! What enmity does my Kunlun Sect have with you? How dare you kill my disciple. If you don't give me an explanation today, don't even think about leaving Mount Kunlun.”
"Hahaha! What enmity? We brothers have no grudges with your Kunlun Sect. Originally, we two brothers specially came to visit your sect today. Who would have thought that your disciple would take a fancy to my flying sword and snatch it away? That's why this happened. Can you blame me for this?" Feng AoTian replied with a smile. Although he knew that he would not let this matter rest after killing someone, the strength of the other party was obvious. The cultivation of the other party was higher than him and the black dragon, so he wanted to reason with the other party first.
"How is that possible? My Kunlun Sect is the second largest sect in the cultivation world. How could we casually snatch someone else's flying sword? I'm afraid you guys have long had a feud, right?”The long-robed old man clearly did not believe Feng AoTian's words, so he asked again.
"Senior Brother! Let me deal with these two kids, and everything will be resolved.”
Before Feng AoTian could reply, another long-robed Daoist stood up and attacked Feng AoTian. A giant sword formed from True Core Strength was held in the hands of the long-robed Daoist. It danced in the air and created several illusions, bringing up circles of transparent vortexes in the air. He loosened his finger and stabbed straight at Feng Aotian. The giant sword was so fast that it made a tearing sound as it tore through the air. It was as dazzling as a stream of light.
Seeing that the other party had attacked so quickly without holding back, this was beyond Feng AoTian's expectations, but it was also within reason. Since things had come to this, Feng Aotian had no choice but to give it his all. Seeing the transparent giant sword coming at him, he immediately reacted. His hands formed a Tai Chi gesture in front of his chest, and a grayish-white light screen penetrated his body, forming a large disk that blocked him behind.
The huge sword arrived in an instant. When the huge sword hit the light curtain of the large round plate, Feng Aotian quickly retreated with the large round plate in his hands. The continuous True Core Strength was transmitted to the light curtain of the round plate, and his body moved sideways as he retreated. The friction between the giant sword and the circular light curtain produced a series of ear-piercing sounds. After he retreated hundreds of meters, the power of the giant sword was finally completely dissolved.
Feng AoTian was very clear about the gap between the two sides. The cultivation of the six opponents was higher than his. Any one of their attacks would be extremely terrifying. Therefore, he would not choose to take it head-on. Instead, he would make full use of his own advantage--He believed that it should not be a problem for him to fight against a Yuanying stage expert.
Therefore, he chose Tai Chi. The advantage of Tai Chi was to use softness to counter hardness, slow to counter speed, borrowing strength to counter strength, and using strength to counter strength. This was the only way to deal with people with higher cultivation than him. Of course, the premise was that the other party's cultivation was not much higher than his, otherwise it would be useless. In the face of absolute power, all tricks would be useless. This was a saying that countless people had come to understand.
As soon as the giant sword disappeared, Feng AoTian turned from passive to active. His hands kept flying up and down in the air, forming hand seals in an instant. A gray-white cloud emerged from his body. It looked like a cloud, but it was actually a fire cloud formed by his True Core Strength. The fire cloud was controlled by his mind into countless tiny sharp blades, and they formed vortexes of different sizes. The power of the vortex was extremely great. Countless tiny blades were moving in the vortex without any pattern. The blades were either pointing in or out, spinning or stabbing. The air around the vortex was also twisted, looking exceptionally terrifying and shocking.
In fact, this was one of the new attack methods that Feng AoTian had come up with over the past few days. It was much more powerful than the Myriad Returning Swords. It was also modified by the Myriad Returning Swords. By adding a vortex to these countless sharp blades, the power was naturally much higher than the previous Myriad Returning Swords.
"Ten Thousand Swords Strangle!"
With a light shout, the vortexes of various sizes quickly rushed towards the long-robed Daoist opposite Feng Aotian. At the same time, he also moved forward quickly, wanting to use the cover of the vortex to get close to the long-robed Daoist and launch a close-range attack.
The long-robed Daoist did not expect Feng AoTian's attack to be so fast and extremely strange. He did not dare to be careless and hurriedly formed a wall of fire around him, protecting him tightly inside. At the same time, he also took out his own flying sword to block. The vortex arrived in an instant. Many vortexes of different sizes twisted around the long-robed Daoist one after another, drowning him in an instant. Only a ball of fire could be vaguely seen flashing in the vortex.
The vortex and flames lasted for more than twenty seconds in the air before gradually dissipating. After the long-robed Daoist broke free from the vortex, he said disdainfully,"Humph! I thought it was some kind of strange attack technique, but it turns out that it's just a superficial little trick. There's nothing to be afraid of. You..."
However, before he could finish speaking, Feng Aotian had already appeared less than a meter away from him. He bent down and suddenly stretched out his right hand. When he was less than ten centimeters away from the dantian of the long-robed Daoist, a long sword suddenly appeared in Feng Aotian's hand. The long-robed Daoist wanted to swing his sword to dodge, but it was too late. He could only let Feng Aotian's long sword pierce into his lower abdomen with a force that could not be covered by lightning.
"Junior Brother, be careful! So this brat is an armament cultivator." The moment the longsword suddenly appeared in Feng AoTian's hand, the long-robed Daoist with a few strands of beard realized that he was a martial cultivator and immediately warned his junior brother. At the same time, a stream of light shot out from his hand and shot towards Feng AoTian's position.
When Feng Aotian's sword pierced into the lower abdomen of the long-robed Daoist, he had already felt a powerful attack coming from behind him. Without hesitation, he attacked quickly. It was only an instant before he drew his sword out and retracted it. At the same time, he gathered all the True Core Strength in his body and circulated it throughout his body. He raised his speed to the limit and quickly turned his body sideways to somersault.
As soon as he dodged, the stream of light had already arrived at where Feng AoTian was at the beginning. Because Feng Aotian suddenly moved away, the stream of light hit the long-robed Daoist who was originally in front of Feng Aotian. The long-robed Daoist suffered two powerful attacks in that instant, and he spat out a large mouthful of blood and fell to the ground.
"Junior Brother!" The bearded Daoist in a long robe shouted and then shouted to the people around him,"Everyone, attack together. We must kill these two kids. We definitely can't let them escape.”。
When the few Daoists in long robes heard their senior brother's order, they hurriedly responded and turned into a few afterimages, each using a spell to attack Feng Aotian and the black dragon.
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