en quickly relaxed. 。With a flick of his left hand, several lit firecrackers were flung out, and instantly a thick cloud of black smoke billowed forth, obscuring everything within a radius of several...And not far away, Lu Xiaotian was also affected.
“You are no match for her, retreat quickly!” Chiyun Sang saw the scene before him, his face turned pale with shock, and he roared like a thunderclap.
To say who knows the little Daoist nun best, besides Chi Yun Sang, it would have to be Lu Xia Tian. After all, Chi Yun Sang just took action with her own hands, while everyone else was dealing with their respective opponents. Unlike others, Lu Xia Tian witnessed the dangerous battle between Chi Yun Sang and the little Daoist nun through his deputy avatar.
Lu Xiaitian knew the power of the silver duster and wouldn't team up with someone to fight the thin Daoist nun simply because it was an opportunity. He wasn't sure how terrifying a wounded Jindan Stage cultivator could be, and he certainly didn't want to find out firsthand.
“Beryl, retreat quickly!” The thin Daoist nun called out softly. Looking at Zhao Nanzhu, He You Sheng, Yu Xia, Lu Xiaotian and others, her eyes showed no emotion, as if looking at inanimate objects.
"Heh heh, just the tail end of a powerful arrow. Come and die!" He Yousheng flipped his left hand over, drawing out a large brown shield to block in front of him. His fish-spear weapon whirled above his head in a circle, then with a flick of its shaft, transformed into countless spear shadows, stabbing towards the petite Daoist nun.
Zhao Nanxing and the Jindan stage cultivator Yu Xiao, who was at Tianhai Pavilion, each sacrificed their magical artifacts to attack the slender Daoist nun.
Yu Xia used a silver flying ring. Lu Xiaotian had often seen Yu Xia using it in battles against demonic beasts over the years. It could grow or shrink at the user's command. Not only was its killing power strong, but its ability to trap enemies was also very effective. Once trapped by this silver flying ring, even a cultivator at the late stage of the Golden Core would find it difficult to escape.
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But facing the three's attack, and with the powerful Chi Yun Sang swooping in from behind, the petite Daoist nun didn't show any signs of panic on her face. As Lu Xia Tian retreated, he saw the Daoist nun lightly press on the handle of her whisk. One section of silver silk detached from the wooden handle, suddenly breaking into a dozen pieces, each of which then broke apart again, eventually forming numerous small segments that intertwined into a sphere only half the size of a fist. The spear made of white silk didn't look dense, sparsely scattered. Over ten of these spear spheres flew towards Yu Xiao, He You Sheng, and Zhao Nan Xing, three cultivators: two in the mid-stage of Jindan and one in the early stage.
As some rolled toward He You Sheng's direction, the myriad of steel shadows amidst the rolling quills vanished under their agitation.
While Yu Xiaochang's silver flying ring was also held back by several more quills, Zhao Nanxing's attack weapon was also intercepted in the same way. Lu Xia Tian could clearly see that while the quills were intercepting several weapons, they were also shrinking at an astonishing speed visible to the naked eye. At this time, the pale-faced Taoist nun's face turned even paler, obviously the attack that came at the cost of damaging her natal magic weapon had injured her further.
It's just that Yu Xiao and the others wanting to break through these thorn ball's obstruction wasn't something that could be done in a short time.
Lu Xia Tian was hesitating whether to join the ambush squad when another change occurred. A black mist suddenly erupted from the petite Daoist nun’s body, covering an area of hundreds of meters in the blink of an eye, making it impossible for the naked eye to see. Lu Xia Tian was taken aback and immediately retreated again. Chi Yun Sang exclaimed and with one hand, he supported the pagoda, suppressing it in mid-air. Lu Xia Tian noticed Chi Yun Sang's furious expression, apparently even Chi Yun Sang couldn't directly see through the strangeness of this black mist.
In the thick black mist, two screams echoed consecutively, a man and a woman, their faces etched with agony. Lu Xia Tian escaped for a distance, then turned back to see Zhao Nan Xing and Yu Xiao, both with numerous tiny puncture wounds across their bellies—each wound precisely aimed at their dantian acupoints. Their bodies plummeted from the air...
...He Yousheng also let out a scream at this time, his body retreating violently from the black mist. At this time, He Yousheng's face was covered in bloodstains, which should have been formed by being directly struck on the face by that whisk. During He Yousheng's retreat, he was also extremely terrified. The whisk wielded by the slender Taoist nun just now was originally intended to strike his throat, but he narrowly avoided it, and it hit him in the face. At this time, the flesh on the left side of his face had completely necrotized, and half of his head was almost numbed by the opponent. If it weren't for his extremely strong will to survive, I'm afraid he would have died under the whisk of this slender Taoist nun at this moment.
“Dare you!” Chi Yun Sang saw this scene and couldn't help but be furious. The anger that burst forth even shocked Lu Xia Tian.
> However, it was only Zhao Nanxing and Yu Xiao, two disciples of the Tianhai Pavilion, Wang Tuai Gui, the silver-haired jade xiao woman, and including Lu Xiaoteng himself. Besides finding that thin Daoist nun surprisingly fierce, they didn't think much of it. After all, in Piaomiao Hall, where danger lurked around every corner, losing one or two people was perfectly normal. Looking at Chi Yun Sang's expression, there was anger mixed with a hint of utter despair.
The crimson pagoda in Chi Yun Sang's hand enlarged once more, pressing down on the black mist.
The slender Daoist nun had already broken through the mist, grabbing a similarly dressed young Daoist nun and swiftly disappearing into the distance, leaving behind her three other companions.
"Let a few of them live!" Chi Yun Sang said in a deep voice, his tone brooking no argument. At the same time, he looked at Lu Xia Tian and the injured He You Sheng, "Team up and stop them all. If one escapes, whoever lets them escape is responsible!"
At this moment, Chi Yun Sang once again regained her domineering tone. Wang Tuo Gui and He You Sheng and the others' eyes flashed a trace of displeasure, but Zhao Nan Xing and Yu Xiao, the two cultivators from Tian Hai Ge, had died. Even if everyone else joined forces, they might not be Chi Yun Sang's opponent. Just now, Chi Yun Sang had been suppressing that thin Daoist nun. Although the nun was at her wit's end, Chi Yun Sang, a powerful cultivator in the later stage of Jindan, indeed had too many ruthless methods.
Lu Xia Tian, upon hearing this, didn't say much. He directly joined the fray with his Earth-Cracking Blade, alongside the silver-haired jade-wielding woman. The old woman Yang Cuiyun, whose face was pale and stricken by the loss of two fellow disciples, besieged a wounded, pale young man.
Without a word, Chiyun Sang hurled the pagoda in her hand, directly at the remaining black-skirted woman with the most powerful aura.
The nun has already abandoned you to flee for your lives. With your abilities, you are no match for me. Now lay down your arms and join our expedition. I can intercede on your behalf and spare you. But if you refuse, there is only one outcome: I will kill you here and now." Chiyun Sang's pagoda pressed down on the black-clad woman's head. In the blink of an eye, she was unable to resist, her knees softening as she knelt, a look of humiliation plastered across her face.
The other two gravely wounded monks also perked up upon hearing this, they didn't expect to be able to salvage their lives in such a situation.
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“Since this fellow daoist has spoken so, then we shall cease our attack. We are willing to let this daoist drive us as he pleases, as long as he spares our lives.” Several people said with a hint of luck on their faces.
“I advise you all not to think about taking the opportunity to run away easily. Just now, I didn't kill you. If it weren't for your mischief later, there would be nothing I could do to you. Of course, if you have ulterior motives, then it's hard to say.” Chi Yun Sang retracted the pagoda and said in a cold voice.
Wang Du怪 and He Yousheng's eyes flickered, meeting each other's gaze. Even Yang Cuiyun looked at Wang Du怪, her eyes exchanging a silent message, leaving one to wonder what they were thinking about.ight chuckled, judging from Kou Jing's eyes that he was moved. In an instant, the Demon Lord of the Elm Night spread his palm, and a blood-colored vial flew out of his palm and towards Kou Jing. Kou J...