Against a Pseudo-Nascent Soul expert, Li Yan's magical power was still considerably weaker. Under the force of Wutu's infused strike, he was unable to keep from retreating!
Although Li Yan was sent flying, Wutu, who had been somewhat nonchalant, suddenly wore a solemn expression. His chain of attacks should have been impossible for the opponent to evade; he was aiming for a complete suppression of strength. But he hadn't expected that while his elbow strike had landed, it had failed to break the opponent's bones and snap his tendons. Instead, his own elbow felt a little numb.
'Such a strong physical body! Is he a Dharma and Body dual cultivator?'
Just as this thought flashed through his mind, Li Yan's figure, which had been sent flying by his elbow, made a strange turn in mid-air. He swung a leg horizontally, sweeping it toward Wutu's head!
Li Yan's current physical body was already stronger than that of many Pseudo-Nascent Soul cultivators. But if the opponent used their spiritual power for protection and it wasn't a pure contest of physical strength, Li Yan's advantage could not be fully utilized.
Seeing a leg sweeping toward him with the force of a great mountain, Wutu did not meet it head-on this time. His body blurred again. Li Yan's leg swept an afterimage into pieces, and an eagle talon suddenly emerged from the void, clawing at a vital point on Li Yan's thigh.
Li Yan, still in mid-air, sharply bent his knee and slammed it into the eagle talon. They collided in an instant.
"Boom!"
Using the force of this knee strike, Li Yan's figure vanished again, and Wutu also disappeared like a gust of gentle wind.
In less than two breaths, the two had exchanged blows dozens of times, as fast as lightning. Following that, their figures flickered in and out of existence on the prairie, sometimes high, sometimes low. One moment they were close, the next they had appeared several li away.
"Eh, so you are also a Mid-stage Golden Core cultivator, and not an ordinary one at that. Your strength is almost on par with a Late-stage Golden Core cultivator. You almost had me fooled!" At this moment, Wutu's voice came from a distance, sometimes far, sometimes near.
Once Li Yan engaged him in battle, facing a Pseudo-Nascent Soul cultivator, his true realm could no longer be concealed. But he could still reserve his strength, hiding it for a final killing blow.
The few people on the other side who had just engaged in battle were also astonished to hear Wutu's shout. They saw that someone could actually fight Wutu while moving around like this. This hadn't happened in many years, especially when the opponent was a Mid-stage Golden Core cultivator.
"He cultivates a top-tier body refining art and movement skill!" Wutu, who was actually fighting Li Yan, was even more surprised. Although they had only exchanged blows for a few breaths, the strength of the opponent's physical body gave him a headache. Especially after the opponent's attack began, it was like a violent storm for a short period. This was a typical body cultivator's attack style, which rendered his previous strategy of treating him as a soul cultivator ineffective.
At this point, Wutu could no longer pull away from Li Yan to use his magical arts and divine abilities. Li Yan's movement skill was incredibly fast, generally not much slower than Wutu's. Once the close-quarters combat began, he was like a piece of sticky candy, making it impossible for Wutu to shake him off. Every time Wutu wanted to use his movement skill to dodge and then quickly retreat, he was interrupted by the opponent's relentless attacks.
Wutu was ranked in the top five among the Golden Core cultivators in his clan. His wind-attribute attacks made him notoriously difficult to deal with, whether in long-range or close-quarters combat. He had not expected to meet an even more difficult opponent today.
On the other side, Zhao Min was already engaged in a battle with the slender woman. Although Bate and Balu had also arrived, they could only stand helplessly on the periphery. Although they had surrounded Zhao Min, they did not attack as a group. These two knew that the slender woman, due to her extremely high status in the clan, had a very proud personality. Moreover, now that she was fighting a cultivator of a lower realm, she would absolutely not agree to others interfering. This was also related to the innate bloodlust of the prairie people.
And on Wutu's side, they couldn't even get involved. The kid fighting Wutu also possessed a strange movement skill and was able to fight Wutu to a standstill, not at a disadvantage. They could only see two figures in a hundred-li radius like two bouncing pellets, constantly shooting away, disappearing, and then reappearing amidst roaring sounds. The figures would be at opposite ends of the world one moment, and then high in the sky and on the ground the next. This was something Bate and Balu simply could not keep up with.
The slender woman's long whip transformed into a swimming dragon over ten zhang long. Within a radius of several hundred zhang, the air was filled with water vapor. The red barbs on the whip glinted with a cold, sinister light, stirring up the heavens and the earth. Those red barbs were not inanimate objects; they were attached to the whip like curved, sharp teeth, constantly biting up and down as it moved. If they made contact, they would instantly embed themselves in the opponent's flesh, and a gentle tug would result in flesh being torn from bone. At the same time, the water vapor stirred up by the whip had an extremely strong adhesive force, which would cause any cultivator within it to move slower and slower.
What surprised the slender woman was that the white-robed woman in the water vapor, with her pair of snow-white hands, whether pointing, grabbing, slapping, or smashing, was completely unaffected. The white-robed woman didn't use any magical treasures at all, just her physical body to clash head-on with her own magical treasure.
Every time her seemingly delicate jade hands collided with the long, barbed whip, a dazzling blue light would erupt from her palms, sending the whip tumbling and rolling. The sharp teeth on the whip couldn't even bite into the opponent's flesh in the slightest. Instead, the woman controlling the whip felt her body constantly trembling, and the qi and blood in her internal organs churned, making her feel extremely uncomfortable. But she held her ground, not retreating even half a step.
She was the pride of the younger generation of the Tianlan Clan and had always held herself in high regard. Today, two inexplicable cultivators had suddenly appeared. One was fighting Wutu to a standstill, and the female cultivator before her, whose realm was even lower than her own, actually made her feel as if she was no match for her. The white-robed woman looked delicate and weak, but her attacks were exceptionally tyrannical. As her white robes fluttered, she had an air of calm detachment. Moving through the water vapor, she showed no signs of sluggishness. Her originally ordinary appearance even took on a strange radiance.
The slender woman gritted her silver teeth. She raised a hand and gently slapped the back of her head. Suddenly, a crow bathed in fiery red flames appeared above her head. Seeing this crow appear, Bate and Balu, not far away, opened their mouths wide in shock.
The two battlefields had only been engaged for four breaths, and they hadn't seen the slender woman in any trouble, but why had she suddenly used her trump card? "She… she summoned the 'Bloodfire Divine Crow' so quickly?" Balu said with some surprise. The "Bloodfire Divine Crow" was the slender woman's killer move; they had rarely seen her use it.
"Perhaps the opponent has thoroughly angered her. After all, Tie Lianggu's physical body was destroyed!" Bate said with some hesitation. They wanted to go and help, but the slender woman hadn't called for them at all. If they took the initiative, they might end up angering her instead. She was, after all, a disciple of the great Heavenly Master, and she also seemed to be suppressing her opponent. The white-robed woman, though struggling, had not been able to break out of the water vapor's encirclement.
But just at this moment, a furious roar suddenly came from Wutu in the distance. "You… you actually used poison! Are you a soul cultivator, a body cultivator… or a poison cultivator? I don't believe a single person can cultivate in such a way!"
With this furious roar, a figure staggered out of a void, and it was Wutu. At this moment, his magical power was surging wildly, resisting the sea of fist shadows before him.
Li Yan's attacks became even more ferocious, like waves, one higher than the last, forcing Wutu's body to constantly retreat, and bursts of dazzling white light erupted in front of him. "Boom, boom, boom…" the sounds were incessant.
And then suddenly, all the white light disappeared. The transition from motion to stillness was so abrupt that it created a sense of illusion.
Li Yan and Wutu stood hundreds of zhang apart, facing each other. Li Yan was looking at the other party with a sneer. 'This old fellow is too powerful. Even under the effect of poison, I still can't break through his defense!'
Opposite him, Wutu's face was ashen as he stared deadly at Li Yan. His throat bobbed continuously, but he managed to suppress the urge to spit blood, forcibly holding back the poison's corrosion in his body. After confirming that the opponent was likely a Dharma and Body dual cultivator, he had not even considered the possibility of him being a poison cultivator. Unexpectedly, he had fallen for the trick.
His pair of eagle talons had already reverted to ordinary hands. Seeing Li Yan stop his attack, he immediately wiped the bracelet on his wrist, and a small particle of yellow light appeared at his fingertips. However, at this time, his fingertips were already flashing with white light; he had protected his fingers with spiritual power. When he saw Tie Lianggu's Golden Core clearly, his hair stood on end with anger.
Tie Lianggu's Golden Core was also dim and lusterless. He, who had been chattering incessantly before, now had a face floating on the surface like a dead fish. He had fallen into a coma. "You are truly venomous! To think you would still attack in secret after we let you go!"
"Let us go? You call that letting us go? What a joke!" Li Yan's cold laughter was incessant, his face full of ridicule.
At this moment, the slender woman on the other side suddenly shouted, "Nasen, you all attack together and take her!"
She had, of course, seen the situation on Wutu's side, but she did not immediately go to his aid. Instead, her magical power surged even higher as she attacked Zhao Min. She was also a quick-witted person and had made a judgment in a flash: she had to capture one of them and then use them to exchange for the antidote.
However, although she called out Nasen's name, she was looking at Bate and Balu. She guessed that these two enemies did not necessarily know the names of all of them, or at least not all of them.
She was trying to confuse Zhao Min!
She looked at Bate and the other man, but she was telling the hidden Nasen to attack at the same time. She believed that with the four of them joining forces, the white-robed woman would be captured in an instant. Nasen had disappeared without a trace after attacking once, and now she didn't know whether he was closer to Wutu's side or hers. Although the opponent knew of his existence after his one failed attack, her actions would still confuse the enemy. They would most likely not know who Nasen was.
Now that Wutu was poisoned, anyone would think that the hidden Tianlan Clan cultivator would be guarding by his side. And when Nasen suddenly appeared here, he could catch the opponent off guard.
Zhao Min saw the opponent's attacks suddenly become ferocious. She had, of course, also seen Li Yan's situation on the other side. A faint light appeared in Zhao Min's eyes. Suddenly, the blue light on her body flashed rapidly a few times. The snow-white hand she extended became even more fair and jade-like. The small section of her jade-like arm exposed from her long sleeve was smooth and glowed with a qualitative light. Faintly, a small section of an ink-colored demon flower with stems and leaves appeared on her forearm. The demon flower was a bud waiting to bloom. The moment it appeared, it actually swayed gently on her arm, looking extremely eerie.
At this moment, the dragon-like long whip just happened to sweep toward her right cheek. Faced with the barbed whip, Zhao Min grabbed at it. With a "bang," Zhao Min's snow-white hand moved at several times its previous speed. In a blur, she had grabbed the upper-middle section of the whip.
The slender woman felt the dragon-like whip being clamped down by a great force. Her willow-like eyebrows shot up. She twisted her left hand, which held the whip, in a circle and flicked it. The body of the whip undulated in a "bow" shape. Her Late-stage Golden Core magical power was unleashed without any reservation, and it exploded along the undulating waves of the whip toward the hand gripping it.
At the same time, the slender woman pointed forward with her right hand. The "Bloodfire Divine Crow" above her head let out a hoarse cry. With a flash, it vanished!
As the whip undulated, an irresistible force was transmitted to the spot where Zhao Min was gripping it. In an instant, blue light and red light collided, creating a red and blue light curtain that was dozens of zhang high!Chapter 901 - 910