Proud Demon Monarch
29 Falling off the cliff with heavy injuries

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"Damn, that was close! If I hadn't dodged in time, I'm afraid that this attack would have taken my life.”Feng AoTian stood in the air and thought with lingering fear in his heart.

In fact, the attack from Feng AoTian's back came from a long-robed Daoist standing far away. In the beginning, he had also suffered a great loss from Feng AoTian's close combat. Hence, he learned to not get too close to Feng AoTian. Instead, he stood far away. Taking advantage of the fact that Feng AoTian was fighting with his senior brother and was not in the mood to care about anything else, he secretly shot an arrow from behind, and a huge sword formed from true essence energy attacked Feng AoTian. Although Feng AoTian managed to dodge it, he was not able to completely avoid it. The air wave from the edge of the giant sword still hit his right rib and he suffered a slight injury.

The battle was extremely dangerous. If he was not careful, he might lose his life. Therefore, Feng AoTian did not have the time or mind to care about the injuries on his body. He took a brief look at his body's condition. It was only a small external injury, which would not affect the current battle. He no longer cared about it and circulated his True Core Strength to continue fighting.

He kept changing his position in the air so that the other party could not see through his goal. After a few flashes, while the other party was still suspicious, he had already arrived beside the leading long-robed Daoist. Feng Aotian wanted to pursue the victory. He wanted to take advantage of the fact that the leader of the long-robed Daoist had been injured by his punch to get rid of him first. The leader of the group was the one with the highest cultivation among them. If they could get rid of him first, it would be much easier for the others.

As soon as he arrived beside the long-robed Daoist, he struck out with his right leg at a rapid speed. A high-edge kick swept fiercely towards the long-robed Daoist's head, and the enormous force brought about a whooshing sound. At the same time, he summoned the flying sword back and held it in his left hand. The sword maintained its balance and stabbed towards the dantian of the long-robed Daoist.

Before the leader of the Taoist priests could catch his breath, he saw Feng Aotian come to his side again. He knew that Feng Aotian's target was him now, and there was no way to avoid him. He could only summon his flying sword back and hold it in his right hand to block. However, just as he held the flying sword in his hand, Feng AoTian's leg and flying sword had already attacked him. He hurriedly leaned back and at the same time, the flying sword in his hand also swept towards his abdomen.

"Clang!"

Their flying swords collided, sending sparks flying. The attack on his head was also dodged by him. Seeing that his two attacks were ineffective, Feng Aotian immediately changed his move. He did a backflip and bounced back. Just as his head was facing down and his body was about to turn around, his flying sword stabbed forward again. Unfortunately, his sword was destined to miss again. The leader of the long-robed Daoist was not good at close combat. After being attacked by Feng AoTian repeatedly, he had already suffered enough. After dodging Feng AoTian's kick and sword, he did not dare to stay where he was. He circulated his True Core Strength and raised his speed to the limit. He retreated and escaped in a few flashes.

"Humph! As a cultivator, you're pestering me here. What else do you know?”The leading Daoist in a long robe said sarcastically as he stood in the air.

"Stalker? You ugly old man don't understand armaments, so don't spout nonsense here.”Feng Aotian's sword missed. He was furious when he heard the Taoist priest's words. Then, an inexplicable smile flashed across his mouth and he said,"Alright then! Since you won't fight me in close combat, I'll let you experience the power of the first move of my Xuanyuan Sword Art.”

The black dragon was still fighting with a long-robed Daoist. When he heard that Feng Aotian was going to use the first move of the Xuanyuan Sword Art, he tactfully gave up fighting and fled into the distance as fast as he could. He only stopped when he was tens of thousands of meters away from the battlefield and stood in the air to carefully observe the battlefield.

After saying that, Feng Aotian took out two Origin Returning Pills from his ring and put them into his mouth. He immediately swallowed one. The continuous battle had already consumed a lot of his Refined Qi. If he used the first move of the Xuanyuan Sword Art now and did not replenish his Refined Qi, not to mention his body could not take it, even if he used the remaining Refined Qi in his body to forcefully use the first move of the Xuanyuan Sword Art, its power would be greatly reduced. He was afraid that it would not have much effect.

The pill melted as soon as it entered his stomach, and an endless stream of spiritual power surged into Feng AoTian's dantian. In the blink of an eye, the Essence Returning Pill replenished the True Essence Energy he had consumed. Feeling the abundant True Core Strength in his body, Feng AoTian's expression was unusually relaxed. He held the flying sword in his right hand and quickly poured True Core Strength into the sword. As the True Core Strength was infused into the flying sword, it emitted a dazzling red light. The flying sword left his hand and a transparent thread connected to the sword. The flying sword floated in the air and grew larger and larger until it finally became a huge sword that was hundreds of feet long.

"Xuanyuan Sword Art's first move, Sky Destroyer!”

When the True Core Strength in his body was about to be exhausted, Feng AoTian shouted loudly. The flying sword kept spinning in the air, and the elemental spiritual energy in the world quickly surged towards the sword, forming a super large vortex. Immediately, the world darkened, and the weather changed. Only the huge flying sword that kept spinning in the sky appeared extremely dazzling. After spinning for a while, the flying sword pointed at the sky and slashed down.

"Puchi!" "Rumble!"

The sword slashed down with a destructive force. Sword Qi swept across, and the space within a radius of several thousand meters trembled. Within the area enveloped by the Sword Qi, other than the Spell Caster Feng Aotian, the rest were not spared. Their magical treasures were destroyed. Three of them were dismembered on the spot, and the other two were vomiting blood and were seriously injured. The mountain peak below was split into two by a sword qi. Boulders flew everywhere, dust filled the sky, and broken branches and leaves flew everywhere like a blizzard in winter. The space was extremely distorted and became abnormally oppressive.

As soon as this sword was unleashed, Feng AoTian's body became like a deflated ball, wilting and falling rapidly to the ground. When he felt his body falling, he quickly swallowed the Returning Origin Pill that he had not swallowed earlier.

In the blink of an eye, the spiritual power contained in the pill was absorbed, and his rapidly falling body immediately stopped. Feng Aotian recalled his flying sword and stood in the air. His face was extremely ferocious and terrifying. He gritted his teeth and said,"Now, only you two pieces of trash are left.”。

As soon as he finished speaking, he slashed at the two daoists who had just survived the disaster. Although this sword didn't have the power of the first move of the Xuanyuan Sword Art,'One Sword Destroys the Heaven', it was still not to be underestimated. The huge flying sword was flowing with a brilliant light as it streaked across the sky at an extremely fast speed. The immense power could make people feel suffocated from afar.

"Little girl! Your methods are a little too vicious. Do you really think that my Kunlun Sect has no one?”

At this moment, an extremely loud voice came from the sky. Just this voice alone made Feng Aotian and the black dragon, who was ten thousand meters away, panic and fear. A figure appeared in an instant, and Feng AoTian's flying sword was easily blocked by him. Then, his hands kept flying in front of his chest, and hundreds of hand seals instantly formed. A basketball-sized lightning ball appeared in his hands. With a wave of his hand, a basketball-sized lightning ball quickly smashed towards Feng AoTian with a whooshing sound.

Feng AoTian saw that his sword had been blocked by someone, so he immediately withdrew his flying sword and held it in his hand. Before he could see who it was, he saw a lightning ball smashing over at an unparalleled speed. He hurriedly raised his sword to meet it.

"Peng!" "Puff!"

When his sword was still in his hand, he had already been hit by the lightning ball. The huge force hit his body and made an explosion. His body was in unbearable pain and churned endlessly. Finally, he could not help but feel a sweet taste in his throat. Blood directly flowed out of his mouth, and his body fell down from the powerful force. He could no longer stabilize his body and could only let his body rapidly fall towards the mountain valley that had just been slashed out by his 'Heaven Destroying Sword'.

However, no one noticed that not long after Feng AoTian fell, the originally dim canyon flashed with a strange colorful light. The strange colorful light flashed and disappeared. Even Feng AoTian himself did not see it.

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