One after another, two figures emerged from the cracks in the Xingluo Black Flame. The man in front wore a purple turban, a purple outfit, and his whole body was wrapped in a layer of ice-blue alien beast light. It was the man in purple from before.
The middle-aged man chasing after him had slightly white hair on his temples. His expression was calm and intimidating. It was the lotus clone of Ye Qianxun that Lu Xiaotian had fought against. Even if it is a strong person in the late stage of integration, Ye Qianxun's clone can't move freely like the man in purple. A jade floated Ruyi above its head, casting a jade light to protect it inside and avoid being invaded by the black flames of the star.
The Tunyuan Sword turned into six, and he looked around, with the tip of the sword pointing directly at the man in purple. The two people kept fighting in the void. The surging mana dispersed, and most of the star-like black flames floating in the void were directly burned away by the star-like black flames, while some of them shot out along the gaps in the star-like black flames.
The battle between the man in purple and Ye Qianxun's lotus clones raged all the way. If it hadn't been blocked by the large and small clusters of black flames surrounding it, I don't know what kind of chaos it would have caused.
Lu Xiaotian was originally avoiding several groups of flying black flames, but suddenly he encountered the scattered sword energy and was forced to show up.
"Your kid is actually here." The man in purple looked shocked when he saw Lu Xiaotian. He came all the way to look for Tongzi Youlian, but he was exhausted and cautious all the way. He thought that he didn't reveal any flaws, and also set one or two traps for Lu Xiaotian, but failed to do so. The man in purple thought that he had gotten rid of Lu Xiaotian.
Now, after a fierce battle with Ye Qianxun's clone, Ziyi realizes that things are not as expected.
"It's you!" Ye Qianxun's lotus clone also looked surprised when he saw Lu Xiaotian. But soon, Daye Qianxun's clone returned to calm.
It was already unimaginable that the man in purple and Lu Xiaotian could appear here, and during this period of time, strange things happened in the star field. Meeting these two Fusion Realm monks was nothing in comparison.
Ye Qianxun made a move with both hands, and the six flying swords surrounding him shot forward, forming a black six-pointed star and fluttering towards the man in purple.
The man in purple opened his mouth and spat out, a handle burning with blue fire, and a star-point flying hairpin wrapped in black ice came towards him.
Buzzing...even though a large amount of mana flow was swallowed up by the surrounding star black flames. The fierce fight between two strong men in the late stage of the Fusion Realm still made the surroundings turbulent. If Lu Xiaotian didn't use his magic power, it would be almost difficult to stand in this void.
The flying hairpin of ice and fire fought fiercely with Ye Qianxun's clone's swallowing sword one after another, and the wind did not fall for a while. Ye Qianxun's clone had a smile on his face, and the six flying swords that formed a six-pointed star suddenly shined with black light. , layers of black air emerged.
In the blink of an eye, they were connected. The size is not too big either. But as a bystander, Lu Xiaotian looked at the small black cloud as an endless abyss. Just one glance at it made Lu Xiaotian feel as if he had fallen into an abyss and was unable to extricate himself.
As for the man in purple's flying hairpin of ice and fire, it was submerged into the abyss at this time. The black clouds were rolling, and the flying hairpin of ice and fire inside was roaring, but it was never seen breaking out.
The man in purple's eyes condensed, and he opened his left palm, and a triangular flag with blue maple leaves reflected in it appeared in his hand. The aura inside is compelling. The man in purple stretched out his hand and waved, and palm-sized blue maple leaves shot out from the blue maple triangular flag like sharp blades. They looked like countless sharp blades, cutting in the void.
The black abyss formed by the Yanyuan Sword was cut by pieces of maple leaves, and cracks of various sizes were constantly exposed inside. Through the cracks, both the man in Ziyi and Lu Xiaotian could see that the ropes surrounded by black energy inside had restrained Ziyi. Human's flying hairpin of ice and fire.
These forcibly cut cracks healed quickly.
After the maple leaves flying out of the triangular flags fell into the abyss, they were like stones thrown into the sea. They only caused a few ripples at first and then disappeared into the sea, never to be heard from again.
Lu Xiaotian was amazed when he saw the Yanyuan Sword Technique, which was almost always ranked at the bottom among many sword techniques, whether for killing or defense. The only advantage is that it is more inclusive than other sword techniques. Seems extremely mediocre. In the hands of Ye Qianxun's clone, it can actually turn decay into something magical.
In a moment, the man in purple had used several methods, but they were all swallowed up by the abyss created by Ye Qianxun's identity.
No matter how you change, you will fall into its abyss.
The pattern inside the triangular flag in the hands of the man in purple changed, turning into an icy blue foggy world. There seemed to be patches of frost falling in the triangular flag.
The man in purple waved his triangular flag, and frost flew out from inside. It looked extremely sparse, but the severe cold that almost froze a person's soul made Lu Xiaotian shudder even as he was avoiding the turbulent flow of star black flames.
Several pieces of ice flew into the rolling black air of the abyss. Once the black air came into contact with the ice, it seemed to be frozen.
"Ye Qianxun, you are just a clone, don't even think of stopping me." Seeing that the move was successful, the man in purple showed a look of relief in his eyes. The transformation of Ye Qianxun's abyss-like abyss-swallowing sword was unremarkable, but it was an ingenuity. The aura that condensed like an endless abyss put extraordinary pressure on him.
"This method can indeed compete with Tie Feijian, but your magical power seems to be lacking some strength." Ye Qianxun's clone looked calm. There were no other movements seen. Some of the black air emitted by the Yuanyuan Sword was frozen by the frost, but more quickly came out.
A trace of panic flashed in the eyes of the man in purple, and the pair of ice and fire flying hairpins were his magic weapons. As time goes by, the situation becomes more difficult. And looking at Ye Qianxun's appearance, it was obvious that he still had some energy left. If this continues, his situation will only get worse. Until the final defeat, when the surroundings are filled with black flames of stars, once defeated, it means life and death.
Even if he didn't die in the hands of Ye Qianxun's clone, he would probably be burned to death by Xingluo Black Flame if he consumed too much.
"Friend Lu Dao, this Ye Qianxun's clone is really powerful. I'm afraid I'm no match for him. If I lose, Ye Qianxun's clone will definitely kill you. There are masters and auxiliaries in Youlian, so It’s you and me, there’s still too much to share this treasure, why not join forces to kill this Ye Qianxun clone first and then divide the treasure?” The man in purple thought to himself that he couldn’t defeat Ye Qianxun’s clone, so he immediately made up his mind. To Lu Xiaotian.
Although Lu Xiaotian's strength is not yet within his eyes, in this situation, what is caught in the bowl is meat. Lu Xiaotian is weaker and is still a Fusion Realm monk, which can relieve some of his pressure.
"You have to do your best to resist Xingluo Black Flame right now. I can't help you. Since Ye Qianxun's clone is here, I'm afraid I have no chance to get the treasure. Farewell." How could Lu Xiaotian follow the purple-clothed man's wishes. Just turn around and leave.
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