Chapter 2751: Lost

ual shield formation, could faintly see a group of monsters resembling demonic owls, baring their teeth and claws, reaching for the pale blue shield. However, within this multitude of demonic owls, co...Even with Lu Xia Tian acting as a buffer and his powerful primordial spirit at this time, Ye Qian Xin's sword intent, forged from a lifetime's worth of effort, was continuously absorbed by the lotus avatar during their clash.

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Ye Qianxun's intention was also this. If he defeated Lu Xiaoteng, everything would ultimately return to him. If he failed because of this, it would be considered fulfilling Lu Xiaoteng's lotus avatar. Even if Lu Xiaoteng's main body no longer practiced swordsmanship now, Ye Qianxun's combat experience over the years was enough to benefit Lu Xiaoteng immensely, far more than some heaven-defying treasures.

This sword strike seemed to last only a moment. By the time Lu Xia Tian regained consciousness, it felt as if millennia had passed.

Not until the imposing figure of the Sword Dao King and the Swallowed Abyss Sword completely vanished did Ye Qianxun herself dissipate from the world. Lu Xiaocen slowly regained consciousness, having blocked that sword. He had no idea how long he'd been unconscious.

And as Shen Shi's awareness swept over, the lotus flower drifted within his body. The nascent sword fetus had already begun to devour Ye Qian Xun's main body's Swallowed Abyss Sword Fetus.

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At this moment, Lu Xia Tian's expression changed abruptly. He felt that the boundless sword intent within the Tun Yuan Jian Tai was still endless. That endless sword intent even had a feeling of wanting to swallow the lotus avatar.

“What a Ye Qianxin,” Lu Xia Tian only understood what Ye Qianxin meant before. He had indeed blocked Ye Qianxin’s sword. Even though the Devouring Abyss Sword and the King of Swordsmanship Dharma相 had already disappeared, Ye Qianxin still existed in another form. This person's accomplishment in swordsmanship had surpassed the current Lotus Avatar by a large margin.

He may be able to block Ye Qianxin's sword, but he can't necessarily block her swordsmanship.

Even though Ye Qianxin's physical body was destroyed at this moment, Lu Xia Tian couldn't help but feel a surge of respect for Ye Qianxin. A kind of instinctive respect for the strong. Meeting talented people, chess meets opponents.

Lu Xia Tian reached out a hand and withdrew the Buddhist sect's treasures from the void, at the same time, his lotus blossom incarnation slowly converged towards its main body.

The lotus avatar and the main body fused once more. Lu Xia Tian sat on the Void Disk. One day, Lu Xia Tian's eyes suddenly flew open, blazing red with sword intent in his gaze. Afterward, Lu Xia Tian's main body pinched a seal, suppressing the sword intent in his eyes. Yet, the frenzied sword intent, sensing it was about to be suppressed, raged anew.

At this time, Lu Xiaoteng seemed to be unable to control the surging sword intent within his body. With a stretch of his hands, a vast and mighty sword energy surged out, cleaving through the air and piercing into the void exit. Over these past few days, this fluctuating space had gradually stabilized. At this moment, the sword that Lu Xiaoteng slashed out had already far surpassed the abilities of the lotus avatar, even faintly reaching the realm of a Sword King like Ye Qianxun.

At this time, the spatial power at the exit was far less intense than before. With a few astonishing sword strikes, a gap was torn open.

The great monk Kongjie, who had always guarded that gap in the Dharma Realm, never left. It concerned the scriptures of Buddhism, and Kongjie dared not slack off for a moment.

After a long wait, Kong Jie still had not given up. As he watched the entrance to the void begin to tremble and crack open, Kong Jie, who had been meditating in the void, suddenly opened his eyes and instantly vanished into it.

Kong Jie had only just entered this turbulent space when several astonishing sword qi struck him. Even a high-ranking Buddhist monk like Kong Jie couldn't help but take this powerful attack seriously.

“Good!” Kong Jie clasped his hands together, transforming his palms into blades and slashing through the void. The palm that slashed forth was a mix of black and silver. It met several sword qi, producing the sound of metal clashing against metal. Violent ripples shook the air, exploding outward in rings of energy.

With eyes filled with madness, Lu Xia Tian and Kong Jie simultaneously leaned back.

“You are Lu Danwang,” Kong Jie was suddenly attacked the moment he entered this space. Although he found it exhilarating, he sensed something amiss from Lu Xiaoteng's eyes that were filled with frenzied sword intent. As a newcomer, he wasn't quite sure what had transpired.

Lu Xiaotian's傾天一劍 responded to the emptiness. The sword seemed to drift down from the heavens, yet also appeared to move like a phantom through the abyss. Behind Lu Xiaotian, the illusory image of the Sword Dao Monarch began to appear, and with the passage of time, it grew increasingly solid.

"You wretch, to dare defile the primordial spirit of Lord Lu Dan! This poor monk shall first subdue Lord Lu Dan, and then see what kind of divine being you are." The attack from Lu Xia Tian before him was no ordinary matter. That seemingly simple sword energy had already reached a level that could threaten an empty calamity realm expert, forcing him to take it seriously. Although the Empty Calamity realm expert didn't know exactly what happened, he could see that Lu Xia Tian's current state was not good, and there was definitely some evil entity within him, corrupting his mind.

Since that's the case, we have to force this evil thing out of Lu Xiaottian's body. Otherwise, if Lu Xiaottian becomes a madman, the news of the Buddhist Scripture might come to an abrupt end here. What's worse, it might even fall into the hands of that evil thing. In either case, it would be unacceptable for the Buddhist Sect.

However, Lu Xiaotian's sword intent at this moment had vaguely reached the realm of a Sword King. Even Kong Jie was a high monk from the Buddhist sect, so it wouldn't be so easy to deal with.

Lu Xia Tian's eyes were mad, yet held an endless coldness, an extreme indifference to life.

A giant sword slashed down from the void. At this moment, Kong Jie's face was also extremely grave. With a wave of his hands, a black and gold Zen staff appeared in his palm. With a swing of the staff, a huge black Buddha phantom emerged with its hands clasped together in prayer. The phantom's virtual hands opened and closed, clamping the descending giant sword shadow.

Although Lu Xia Tian's lotus blossom clone hadn't yet reached Ye Qian Xun's level of transforming myriad intentions into a single sword, the King of Swordsmanship realm, his understanding of this realm was deepening continuously. One after another sword shadows slashed down frantically, as if they would never tire.

Kong Jie's face was as still as water, and the black gold Zen staff in his hand showed no sign of weakness as he constantly clashed with Lu Xia Tian, whose expression in mid-air was utterly abnormal.

Previously, Lu Xia Tian and Ye Qian Xun's clashes were more about intent. However, at this time, the confrontation between the two Mahayana realm powerhouses was more directly reflected in their magical powers and supernatural abilities. The violent clash caused a storm that, if not confined to this dilapidated space, would have created unimaginable celestial phenomena.

Kong Jie, as the only Mahayana realm cultivator in the Buddhist sect, possessed extremely powerful divine abilities. However, Lu Xia Tian's lotus flower incarnation within and Ye Qian Xin's swallowing abyss sword embryo were gradually fusing, and the flying swords they produced contained increasingly potent sword intent of the Sword King.

And the fact that Lu Xia Tian was carrying the Buddhist scriptures also made Kong Jie hesitate during their fight. In contrast, Lu Xia Tian, who appeared to have lost his mind at this time, fought without reservation, every sword strike aimed straight for the vital points.

After a long time, Kong Jie also had some difficulty. 。A murderous aura enveloped everything, a terrifying killing intent blotting out the sun. Even the previously azure sky was now shrouded in ominous dark clouds under this oppressive malevolence. 。Jin...