Chapter 1037: Defeat in Retreat

eady an exception among puppet masters. The puppets were powerful, but Lu Xiaoteng himself was vulnerable. There were so many of them present, and the puppets couldn't kill them all at once. As long...“This person is too formidable, I can’t stand against him!” The white-clothed middle-aged woman witnessed the sharpness of Lu Xiaitian's sword formation and had a plan in mind.

Several wispy flying swords swept in like beams of light, piercing through the body of the middle-aged woman in white. Lu Xia Tian let out a slight sigh of relief, but his expression quickly solidified again. The body pierced by the wispy flying swords shattered into countless pieces, a beam of white light fleeing into the ground, and the several smoke-shrouded short knives were also taken away by the white shadow.

"It's similar to my own Shadow Clone Technique!" Lu Xia Tian's eyes turned cold. His flying sword whistled as it plunged into the ground several times, and in the blink of an eye, eight fist-sized holes appeared on the ground, left behind by the flying sword.

"Using the Earth Escape Technique, your magic fluctuation is considerable. Do you intend to escape like this" Lu Xia Tian said softly, trying to draw the other's attention while his ethereal flying sword darted back and forth on the ground, piercing through any obstacles.

Oh, a yell of pain echoed from underground. Then, the other's breath vanished into nothingness. The flying sword lost its target and shot up from the ground with a whooshing sound, leaving behind a trail of blood beads.

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“Your skill of concealing your form is indeed something I’ve never seen before, but your strength is still lacking.” The other party retreated underground, and Lu Xiaoteng wasn't in a hurry at all. He had mastered the five elements' escape technique: gold, wood, water, fire, and earth. He also possessed three unique escapism techniques: ice, wind, and thunder. Qi Men Dun Jia, that is a high-level skill. Wanting to directly disappear from solid objects like rocks, trees without anyone noticing over a considerable distance is unrealistic. The harder the object passed through, the greater the chance of revealing one's aura.

Just in the blink of an eye, he lost the other person's aura. Either the other party's strength was far superior to his own, of course, this situation didn't exist. If the other party's realm was far superior, they wouldn't have been injured by Lu Xiaitian.

Either the opponent had used some sort of secret technique to temporarily break free from the entanglement of the Misty Sword Formation, but Lu Xia Tian, confident in his powerful spirit soul, believed that someone with inferior combat strength couldn't possibly escape so easily under his very nose.

The opponent was already wounded by his flying sword, and it is now highly likely that he is using his extraordinary hiding technique to conceal himself nearby.

Lu Xiaotian's divine sense swept over the nearby area. Since discovering the other party's whereabouts, Lu Xiaotian had paid more attention to the surrounding environment, even down to every flower, tree, mountain, and stone. At this time, the breath of the middle-aged woman in white disappeared. Lu Xiaotian's several avatars of Yuanshen swept over the nearby area and found that a protruding rock block about three or four feet high appeared among the rocks in a patch of grass.

Lu XiaTian sneered, it seemed that the opponent's concealment technique, although miraculous, also had certain limitations, otherwise it would be against the heavens.

As soon as he thought about it, the eight ethereal flying swords flashed. They seemed to move randomly, but in reality, they had already enveloped the stone figure of the woman in white in their midst.

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The stone shattered again, and the white-clad middle-aged woman's face paled. Her combat power wasn't the strongest in the clan, but she had reached the mid-Yuan Ying stage decades ago. Facing ordinary mid-Yuan Ying cultivators, using this illusionary technique to conceal her figure and strike suddenly was a viable tactic.

Besides outsiders, there were also her clan's sworn enemies, and a very small number of ancient cultivating clans that had been passed down from generation to generation. Very few survived unscathed. She used this method to assassinate two cultivators of the same rank who had entered from the outside world at a very low cost.

Zhao's clan was his sworn enemy, and among those of the same rank, few could so easily see through this ancestral illusion. What's more, this silver-haired youth's cultivation base was even lower than hers. Not only could he easily see through the flaws of the illusion, but his strength was also so overwhelming, it was truly unprecedented. Even the most outstanding peers in the clan were probably not much match for this silver-haired youth.

The white-clad middle-aged woman before him was weaker than Xiang Yihan, the eleventh-order Mirage Wolf, and the mid-stage Ghost King that Lu Xiaoteng had fought before. Her only reliance was that extraordinary illusion technique. After seeing through this technique, the threat this white-clad middle-aged woman posed to him was greatly reduced.

However, Lu Xia Tian had never seen such a bizarre tactic before, and his heart wasn't relaxed at all. Eight blades of sword light flashed like fleeting reflections, weaving around the white-clothed woman, forming a killing field where sword qi crisscrossed.

The middle-aged woman in white knew she had already been exposed. She hastily transformed the stone into thousands of tiny stone arrows, which rained down on Lu Xia tian like a storm.

Lu Xia Tian was taken aback. The stone arrow's aura wasn't weak, and casual means were probably unable to withstand it.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh! With sword light interlacing, Lu XiaTian retracted half of his flying swords, forming a square shape and weaving them into a sword curtain around his body.

The stone arrows crackled against the sword curtain, some places were struck by the arrows and the sword curtain shook violently, but in other places the stone arrows simply vanished into nothingness, turning out to be phantoms once again.

Lu Xiaitian narrowed his eyes. Such a profound and mesmerizing illusion technique, he had never encountered anything like it in all his years traversing the cultivation world. He wondered if this powerful individual hailed from the Blue Demon Sea Region, the Crimson Abyss Continent, or perhaps another remote corner of the cultivation realm.

Withdrawing half of his flying swords for defense, the power of the sword formation naturally dropped a level. And these stone arrows were merely an illusion created by the white-clad middle-aged woman, incredibly realistic but lacking much lethality. In fact, the white-clad middle-aged woman hadn't expected such trivial methods to harm Lu Xia Tian. Being at a disadvantage, she knew she couldn't win and had already given up the idea of fighting Lu Xia Tian to the death.

A woman in white, middle-aged, moved with startling speed, like thunder and lightning, disappearing into a thicket of trees not far away. Her figure vanished from sight.

Lu Xia tian's face remained calm. At the Nascent Soul cultivator level, wanting to completely escape someone's pursuit was not simply about disappearing from sight. Even if they fled dozens or hundreds of miles, a skilled pursuer could track them down based on the faint traces of their qi. Moreover, cultivators with special abilities could track targets thousands of miles away.

This white-clad middle-aged woman, wounded as she is, according to the breath she left behind, Lu Xia Tian wasn't worried that she could escape far. Moreover, there was the spirit hound skilled in tracking. The current issue was simply whether Lu Xia Tian was willing to spend more time and energy tracking this white-clad middle-aged woman.

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Lu Xia Tian extended his hand toward the distance and sucked in the mountain goat-mustached old man's nascent soul, who had been firmly bound by the Soul Restraining Net. His attention shifted to the other side, where the bald middle-aged man was being attacked by Qiao Lan, the Eight-Legged Demon Ox Beast, and Luo Qian. Unable to hold on any longer, he was now desperately hiding inside a giant blue bell.

This azure bell is also a remarkable defensive spirit tool. Luo Qian's several attacks landed successively on the azure bell, but for a time, they were unable to break through its defenses.adow flashed past and a masked woman appeared beside Fu Mingyuan. 。This Lu fellow is indeed quite strange, but to say he knows something, I doubt it. He hasn't even stepped out of that bamboo tower, I...