compared to the one on Lu Xia Tian's body, even extremely faint, it still filled him with joy. At least it proved that what the Wild Boar Demon said was not groundless. 。With the sign of the primordia...The sturdy Demon Vine Spirit's voice had barely fallen when its gray-green aura suddenly exploded, a chorus of serpents roaring within. A flurry of serpentine shadows surged out, crashing towards Wen Tingfeng in a dense wave.
“That’s all there is to it.” Wen Tingfeng was not going to back down. He reached out his hand, and the seven-colored sword flew into his grasp. As Wen Tingfeng drew his sword, a curtain of swords appeared, and wave after wave of python shadows surged forward, only to be swallowed by the sword curtain and unable to advance an inch.
And within the sword curtain, solid flying swords were constantly taking shape. A slight breeze gradually arose around them, and as they listened to the wind's defense, the sword intent was spreading silently and subtly in all directions.
The Mogu spirit, with its strong physique, also had a solemn look in its eyes. The strength of this human immortal before him was somewhat beyond his expectations, especially the sharpness in the opponent's swordsmanship. Even from a distance, the Mogu spirit could feel a sharp edge that seemed to cleave the heavens and earth.
“These people are quite powerful, we need to speed things up. Fujio was taken by Dongyan Dansheng, the strongest among them. It’s unlikely she'll get a good deal. If Dongfang Dansheng comes back for reinforcements, all our hard work will be for nothing.”
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Then, Teng Chong sounded a laugh and thrust his hands forward. A green vine mirror named 'Tengyuan' flew out as if guided by an unseen force. At first glance, it seemed like an ordinary wooden mirror, weathered and dull with rough texture. However, this unassuming appearance was deceptive. Upon closer inspection, one could be drawn into its depths as a beam of yellow light burst forth. Within the beam, a monstrous creature appeared. It was grotesquely plump and covered in eyes that resembled tree stumps. In an instant, all its eyes opened, each radiating a soul-chilling coldness.
“Oh no!” Wen Tingfeng muttered to himself, sensing trouble. He quickly focused his mind and spat out a blue sword bead. The sword bead exploded like a cloud, perfectly blocking the wolf-tooth club that Teng Chongjing had swung down.
“Your reaction isn’t slow, just wondering how many more sword beads you have on you!” Tōjōkaku smiled coldly, then controlled the Tengyuen Mirror to continue harassing Wen Tingfeng, creating opportunities for him to secretly attack his opponent.
Hearing the wind, he muttered a word of caution. Although the appearance of Tengyuan Jing seemed to directly attack the opponent with less power, the many-eyed Tengmo sealed inside was extremely troublesome and could easily disrupt his divine consciousness. Even a slight moment would be extremely dangerous for those at their level of strength.
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If there were a treasure that could subdue the Tengyu Mirror, then there would be nothing to fear. Teng Chongjing's strength isn't greater than his, but without a treasure to counter it, Wen Tingfeng found himself somewhat on the defensive.
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Both sides fought fiercely. Even though they tried their best to avoid direct confrontation, they still used up two sword orbs before barely escaping danger. However, the current situation was not favorable. If they continued to delay, it was only a matter of time before they were at a disadvantage.
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Just as I was feeling that the other party was difficult to deal with, a cool white flame like glass floated in from the void, like a cloud, and stopped in front of the Tsuzura Mirror.
The many-eyed demon, Fujiwaki Mirror, let out a roar and shrank its body into a ball, but refused to fight any longer.
"Saint Dry Ice Flame!" Teng Chongjing's face turned a shade worse, then he glanced at it and finally relaxed a little. This ice flame was incredibly powerful, but fortunately the one controlling it, Mu Xia, wasn't particularly skilled. Otherwise, it would have been quite a problem for him.
"Daoist Mu, help me restrain these many-eyed rattan demons. The rest is up to me." Thinking back to how he was almost overwhelmed by the Rattan Surge just now, Wen Tingfeng felt a mixture of annoyance and anger. He had been losing to monsters several times along the way, and now being pressed down like this was simply unbearable. He had to regain some face.
“Good!” Mu Xia replied briefly. At this time, nine crystal ice beads were floating around Mu Xia, each one flashing with white, lively flames. These ice beads were refined by divine power, and each bead contained a square of Xuedian Bingtan (a type of icy pond), nurturing the Shengqian Bingyan (sacred dry ice flame) within. As for Mu Xia's own cultivation level, it was naturally impossible to obtain such a treasure set. Like Fu Lian Yue and Lou Yi Kong, their origins determined that their starting point was far higher than that of ordinary immortals.
Several rattan whips attacked Mu Xia, but they were blocked by the ice flames released by Xue Qian Bingzhu. When they retracted, a layer of frost covered the surface of the demon vines. Mu Xia realized that his cultivation was inferior to Wen Tingfeng and these demon vine spirits. At this time, he was only watching from afar to assist Wen Tingfeng and block the multi-eyed demon vines of Teng Chongjing.
With the threat behind him quelled, Wen Tingfeng's swordsmanship surged again, once more suppressing Teng Chongjing's arrogant airs.
In other places, Magma Vines Spirits also appeared one after another. In the blink of an eye, four figures had materialized.
Wen Ting Yu let out a shout, and amidst the alternating flashes of seven-colored blade light, dark clouds gathered in the void. A torrential downpour of seven-colored rain poured down, as the sword techniques stirred the celestial phenomena and the power of water system laws intertwined within them, being pushed to an incredibly high level by Wen Ting Yu's incantation.
Torrential rain converged into a vast expanse of water, engulfing the sprawling vines.
These demonic vines danced like giant pythons in the water, and the battle between these celestial experts had reached a fever pitch.
“Big brother, there are too many enemies, and the wind and rain are hitting!” Wen Tingyu’s sword strike did not repel the Demon Vine Spirit in front of him. Instead, the sword force transformed into a rain cloud, engulfing the two Demon Vine Spirits that approached.
"Brother Mu, you take care of the many-eyed vine demons for us. Leave the rest to us." Wen Tingfeng let out a long roar as well, his flying sword soaring into the sky. It clashed with Wen Tingyu's seven-colored blade in mid-air, creating a boom that alternated between wind and rain. The forces of their respective laws intertwined and converged, forming a terrifying aura that crushed down upon them.
Being shrouded by the sword energy of wind and rain, both Teng Chongjing and the other two reinforcements, the Demon Vines, changed their expressions. They had long known that the Wind and Rain siblings were incredibly powerful in this celestial team, but they hadn't expected that when they teamed up, they would have such might. At this time, even though Teng Chongjing's Many-Eyed Vine Demon posed a great hindrance to the Wind and Rain siblings, Mu Xia, with her possession of Saint Dry Ice Flame, could suppress the Many-Eyed Vine Demon, causing it to shrink within the Vine Mirror, its refusal to obey growing increasingly high. After suffering several losses, it would disobey orders.
“What should we do” Another demon vine spirit also fought with Fu Lianyue and Lou Yikong. The two, one demon flying through the sky and earth, swords and magic blades intertwined, fighting to a draw. At this time, they were already unable to gain much advantage against Wen Tingfeng's team of five. They had a general understanding of the strength of this team. Knowing that Lu Xiaottian was the strongest, and Nie Qian Tong and Jiang Yuan were also not weak, they hurried towards the legal mirror fairy tree. Once Lu Xiaottian's reinforcements arrived, these four vine spirits might be in trouble.
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