l level, Xiang Yi Hang had not yet reached such a level. 。For now, he can hold on, but in the long run, it will be difficult to sustain. Of course, Lu Xia Tian also didn't forget Xiang Yi Hang's ice...There are still two chapters left in fifteen minutes.
This psychic golden whip is rarely useful for Lu XiaTian, after all, it's useless to Nascent Soul cultivators. And ordinary Golden Core cultivators are already rare threats to him. However, facing six Golden Core cultivators alone at this moment, even with his powerful magical power, he might not be able to defeat them all in a hurry. Moreover, the scorpion arrow formation composed of hundreds of Foundation Establishment cultivators is quite sophisticated, and it faintly brings him a sense of threat. Ordinary magic weapons are probably unable to break through the full force of this arrow formation.
Lu Xia Tian naturally didn't want his own Dan Yuan artifact to be damaged, and this only remaining Tong Ling Golden Whip could be used.
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Using Jian Yu to suppress the remaining five Jindan cultivators of Amusanna, Lu Xia Tian raised his golden whip and lashed out with a sweeping blow.
With a whoosh, a golden shadow flashed, as if the void itself was about to be cleaved by this whip. The golden shadow struck that massive arrow, and the massive arrow trembled. In the end, it was no match for the Spirit-Awakening Golden Whip. The giant arrow shattered inch by inch in mid-air, transforming into countless tiny arrows that fell chaotically from the sky. And the golden shadow, its momentum unabated, flew towards the hundreds of Foundation Establishment cultivators.
"Scorpio Formation, Deploy!" Seeing this scene, the leading Qi Refining cultivator was instantly horrified, his face turning ashen. He roared and raised his Scorpion Embryo Bow. The other Qi Refining cultivators raised their bows one after another, a stream of black light converging to form a menacing flying scorpion. Its massive pincers lashed out, clamping onto the falling golden figure. For a moment, the two sides engaged in a fierce tug-of-war.
Just as these Foundation Establishment cultivators saw the golden shadow being blocked, before they could even rejoice, another whip shadow lashed down from the air.
Lu XiaTian casually drew out a few whips between his hands. Even though this spiritual artifact could only display a minuscule portion of its power, it possessed the might to split mountains and sever water. Let alone facing hundreds of foundation-building cultivators.
Though this arrow formation composed of hundreds of cultivators was no ordinary force, their abilities were ultimately limited. When they exhausted all their strength to block the second golden whip, everyone's faces turned ashen and black, having reached their absolute limit. The third golden whip then swept through the arrow formation like a plow, wreaking havoc.
Screams echoed throughout the place.
Lu Xia Tian flipped his wrist, retracting the golden whip. This spirit-infused gold whip, refined with the Heavenly Harvest Profound Art, decreased in power with each use, eventually becoming an ordinary object. Furthermore, the energy of the spirit-infused whip wasn't truly his own. Using it always made Lu Xia Tian feel a bit uncomfortable. If he could avoid using it, he preferred to do so.
As the golden whip crashed into the ranks of arrows, in an instant, dozens were struck directly by it and instantly perished.
The arrow formation was instantly broken, and before those people could react, a torrential rain of swords had already enveloped them.
A series of heart-wrenching screams echoed through the air. The rain of swords arrived too quickly, leaving the remaining Foundation Establishment cultivators no time to form a new defensive formation. Those transparent little swords had already struck them with deadly force.
Like rain, the translucent daggers of light float densely and gracefully in the air. Sometimes they are clearly dozens of meters away, yet in a blink of an eye, they suddenly appear right before your eyes.
Perhaps facing other Jindan cultivators, with the resistance of people like Amu San, even if the formation was broken, these Qi refining cultivators would have enough time to regroup. But for Lu Xia Tian who was currently using the Huan Yu Luo Jian style, the sword rain fell like a raging waterfall. With Lu Xia Tian's control over the battlefield, how could a group of Qi refining cultivators possibly have a second chance under his watchful eye
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Without the protection of their formations, these Qi Refinement cultivators were as fragile as newborn infants under the rain of swords. Screams echoed one after another as they were engulfed, not even able to escape.
“Damn it!” Amu Sang roared, but he brought out his own wolf-tooth club to parry left and right. Seeing the hundreds of Foundation Establishment disciples brought over being slaughtered without any resistance, he felt a surge of panic. The rising and falling screams only added to his unease.
Prior to this, the burly man in black who was at the Golden Core stage saw that people kept dying. Now his composure was broken. So many people were being suppressed and beaten by that terrifying silver-haired cultivator.
Furthermore, of the six Jindan cultivators, one had already fallen. The arrow formation was broken, let alone with the silver-haired cultivator still wielding a terrifying golden whip that was nearly impossible to resist. Faced with this overwhelming situation, the black-clad strongman felt a surge of retreat in his heart. He had only recently entered the Jindan stage, with plenty of years left. If he were to fall here, wouldn't it be a great pity Moreover, the current situation wasn't that he couldn't fight back. Even Amu San, the most powerful among them, who usually looked down on everyone, was now being beaten like a dog.
"Friends die, but poverty is not allowed to persist. This damned Lingxiao Palace, when did it produce such a terrifying Golden Core cultivator!" The burly man in black stared with his eyes wide, his body flying backwards several zhang, desperately resisting the sword rain. He was trying to escape from the battle circle. But he didn't know that now that their five Golden Core cultivators were gathered together, they could still withstand Lu Xia Tian's sword rain for a while. Once someone retreated, this defensive circle would immediately break down. Perhaps the man in black knew this, but he didn't want to die here.
If he hadn't rushed back in time, the Lingxiao Palace gate would have been razed to the ground this time. Lu Xia Tian was furious, how could he allow this person to retreat However, he was still only a Jindan cultivator. Although the Huanyu Luo Jian style was powerful, splitting it among so many people inevitably weakened its attack power. But his use of mana to drive the Huanyu Luo Jian style didn't affect his use of other means.
Just like when she used the Divination Golden Whip before.
Lu Xia Tian spread his palm, and the Huo Jiao bow and arrow flashed out. An arrow broke through the air, coming straight from behind the black-clad strongman at a speed like a shooting star. The black-clad strongman didn't expect that the faster he escaped, the faster the opponent's attack came. Startled, he hurriedly turned around and swung his hammer, but when the hammer hit the arrow, it was blown away by the unstoppable force. Lu Xia Tian's casual strike at this point was already at the strength of the late Jindan stage, let alone after consuming the essence of a ninth-order monster beast, its power doubled. How could a black-clad strongman in the Jindan period withstand it
With a single arrow piercing his chest, the black-clad strongman let out a scream and fell from the sky. The spiritual fire emanating from the arrow burned his escaping soul to ashes.
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“This idiot!” Amu Sang and the others shouted angrily. It didn't matter if the man in black died, but this silver-haired cultivator was truly too terrifying. It wasn't something that one or two people could withstand. Earlier, five of them had joined forces to barely hold back that terrifying sword rain. Now that a gap had appeared, the continuous and graceful sword energy surged in, and the previous defensive circle no longer existed.
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However, seeing this silver-haired cultivator wielding sword rain while also having the strength to use the fire dragon bow and arrow, attacking with such power made people's scalps tingle. The black-clad strongman couldn't even block a single blow and was directly shot dead.
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