ing Soul Technique, he could only contend with those at the Divine Void Realm for a short time; he hadn't reached that level yet.Right now, going out directly would be tantamount to courting death. Lu...Zhu Yan's strength was a notch above Lu Yiming, and she managed to gain the upper hand even against two opponents. While Lu Yiming found it difficult to deal with the archer werewolf, he hadn't shown any signs of defeat for the moment and had managed to hold his own.
Had he not been besieged by four werewolf cultivators of the True Immortal level, he would surely not have fled in such a sorry state.
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At this time, as Li Xiaoteng fought against this werewolf wielding a black blade, the creature let out a howl and three bone spikes erupted from its back, making it appear even more ferocious. The black blade swung in a semi-circle through the air before suddenly shooting upwards, leaping hundreds of miles in an instant, and slashing towards Li Xiaoteng's main body. Even the three-headed, six-armed flame man hadn't had time to fully defend himself.
And from behind it, three bone spurs shot out with a whooshing sound, charging toward the three-headed six-armed flaming man with ferocious intent.
Lu XiaTian stood motionless in mid-air, his hands forming a Buddha seal. Streams of mysterious Sanskrit script surged upward like ripples.
The hundreds of miles long black saber was momentarily halted by the impact of the golden waves. Lu Xiaoteng's formation of the Buddha seal was steady and unhurried, radiating golden ripples outwards. The saber, which had almost reached Lu Xiaoteng's head, slowly reversed its trajectory, rising backwards. The true immortal wolf, with a strained expression on its face, looked at Lu Xiaoteng with a newfound seriousness in its eyes.
Whizzing sounds echoed as three bone spikes danced like phantoms, clashing with the six-armed flaming man in a whirlwind of combat. The intensity of their exchange far surpassed the duel between Lu Yiming and his opponent.
Meanwhile, Zhu Yan was relentless. Her momentum surged, and the two true immortal wolf-human demons she faced moved recklessly to encircle her, attempting to trap her within their grasp and halt the flurry of hundreds of leaf-like flying knives.
These two true immortal werewolves obviously couldn't suppress Mo Yu yan, the demon yuan that enveloped them was confined within a space pierced by hundreds of leaves one after another, cutting it apart like slicing tofu. In their place, Zhu Yan's scorching breath expelled the werewolves' demon yuan.
With her own power, Zhu Yan completely suppressed the two True Immortal-level werewolves. Hundreds of miles away, a thick fog rolled, and within a radius of hundreds of miles, only scattered leaves and countless phantom figures lingering in the void could be seen.
Two true fairy level werewolves are struggling in a space that is getting smaller and smaller.
Lu Xia Tian's three bone spurs were still evenly matched against the three-headed six-armed flame giant.
A deep, resonant hum... The werewolf swung his blade once more, another colossal greatsword slicing through the air with a terrifying force. It collided with the fading image of the previous strike, pushed into the void by the golden wave, merging them into a single, horrifying entity. The Mountain-Crushing Demon Blade surged forward, like a mountain collapsing upon the earth, an aura of utter annihilation pressing down and filling hearts with despair.
It's just that the golden sea seal condensed by Lü Xia Tian, which looked like a phantom, was rippling with waves of gold. It seemed soft, yet it propped up the mountain-like black blade, lifting it constantly.
The werewolf's blade slightly receded, his left palm flat, as several black daggers rained down from the air. Where those daggers passed, the void was instantly filled with peaks rising and falling, encroaching on Lu Xiaoteng. Lu Xiaoteng didn't make any unnecessary movements. The towering mountains stopped when they touched the golden ripples, then became faint until they finally shattered.
The golden wolf arrows in mid-air transformed into countless wolf shadows, roaring towards Lv Yiming with a frenzied rush. As the archer werewolves unleashed their attacks one after another, the pack of wolves in the void became uncountable, looking terrifyingly menacing. Although everyone understood that most of these wolf shadows lacked much lethality. At this moment, Lv Yiming couldn't pinpoint where the archer werewolves' deadly move was hidden.
This werewolf marksman clearly saw that his kin who displayed the Crushing Mountain Demon Blade were unable to gain an advantage against Lu Xia Tian here. Meanwhile, the other two of his kind were completely suppressed by Zhu Yan, a single woman. The situation was dire, so he decided to make a breakthrough from Lü Yi Ming first. Then, he could assist his other kin and turn the stalemate, even the declining situation, around.
Lü Yiming threw out a ball that looked incredibly ugly, woven like vines. A burst of Xian Yuan exploded inside, and the vine-woven ball transformed into countless sharp whips that lashed around, shattering each wolf shadow. However, for the surging Wolf King, this attack was relatively limited in effect.
Whoosh! Several arrows, concealed within the pack of wolves, suddenly shot out, encircling their target from several different directions.
In a moment of desperation, Lü Yiming threw out a wooden shield. The shield instantly split into three in mid-air.
Poof poof, the faint sounds of the two arrows hitting the wooden shield caused Lü Yiming's face to change drastically. He had fallen for their trap. His wooden shield, known for its incredible defense, still couldn't withstand the force of the attack. A hint of cruelty flashed in the eyes of the werewolf archer.
With a deafening boom! One of the three wooden shields shattered, and an arrow pierced through the splintered wood.
Then came a scream, Lu Yiming's body flew backward. In the midst of danger, he managed to move half a foot, causing the arrow aimed at his left chest to deflect slightly. It went through his shoulder instead, but the cunning demonic energy within the arrow and its golden sharpness tore at Lu Yiming's body as if it would rip him apart. At this moment, the werewolf archer's attacks came relentlessly.
On the other side, Zhu Yan also achieved a breakthrough at this time. Her leaves spread out like sharp blades, and one of the True Immortal-level werewolves was already slashed by dozens of them. By the time he came to his senses, his body had been torn apart. A cloud of blood mist exploded in the void.
With a glance, Zhu Yan noticed Lü Yiming's predicament. The space that was previously burning hot suddenly swirled, engulfing Lü Yiming who was already on the verge of defeat. This resolved Lü Yiming's near-death crisis.
At this moment, one pair of hands from the three-headed six-armed flame man suddenly clapped together, causing a deafening thunderclap in the void. The three bone spikes that had been relentlessly attacking the flame man suddenly slowed down. Seizing the opportunity, the three-headed six-armed flame man made a move in the void and summoned the Demon Suppression Tower, which fell from the sky. With a buzzing sound, the Buddha's light barrier crushed downwards from top to bottom, suppressing the three bone spikes beneath the tower. No matter how they struggled, they couldn't escape the range of the Demon Suppression Tower.
The three-headed, six-armed fire man leaped into the air and in the blink of an eye was hundreds of miles away. He clenched his fist and punched towards the werewolf wielding a black blade.
The werewolf, a celestial being at this moment, was battling Lu Xia Tian. In the short time he had, the casual methods he resorted to were simply no match for such a drastic change. In his haste, all he could manage was to draw his sword and spin it into a circle of blade aura, forming a shield like a mountain. Boom boom boom! Underneath the shadow of the three-headed, six-armed flaming man's fist, the mountains collapsed. A deafening roar echoed as the earth shook violently.
Buzz, several Buddha imprints passed through the shattered mountains and landed on the body of the true immortal werewolf. The three-headed six-armed flame man took advantage of the situation to rush in, scattering its heavily defended blade aura. Flaming fist strikes repeatedly hit the true immortal werewolf.
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Boom boom boom, that True Immortal level werewolf's body was incredibly solid. A barrage of attacks felt like hitting a massive mountain. But even the heaviest mountain couldn't withstand this onslaught. The True Immortal level werewolf let out a pained groan and shot backward.
Lu Xiaotian waved his hand, and bolts of lightning shot out from his sleeves like a river. The true immortal-level werewolf hadn't even had time to react more before being pierced by the lightning bolts. Its body was left with countless small holes and then it fell helplessly to the ground.
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