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"How is that possible! This combined attack formation was created by one of our talented senior brothers in the Taoist temple! It can't be you!" The surrounding Taoist Masters were clearly taken aback by Liu Zhenxian's words. In that moment, a flaw appeared in the formation they had formed. However, they quickly steadied their minds, and with a shift of their feet, the flaw vanished.
The eldest disciple in the temple was named Ling Mo. He was the most powerful among these Taoist Masters. With a cold gaze fixed on Liu Zhenxian, he snorted and said, "Hmph, Liu Zhenxian, stop with your sweet talk. Brothers, let’s strike together and eliminate this Evil Spirit!"
"Understood, Eldest Brother!" The other Taoist Masters responded in unison. Their speed increased as they closed in on Liu Zhenxian, tightening the encirclement.
"Ultimate Earth, Mystical Arts Have Methods. Left to control the universe, slay with Divine Weapon. Unstoppable force, the evil spirit must perish." The four Taoist Masters to Liu Zhenxian's left suddenly shouted in unison. They stepped out of the combined attack formation.
"Liu Zhenxian, die!" The four Taoist Masters shouted as they wielded their Peach Wood Swords in their right hands and swiftly cast spells with their left hands, loudly chanting: "Ultimate Earth, Mystical Arts Have Methods, Exorcise Demons and Eliminate Spirits, Three Pure Ones Bestow Divine Power! Spirit Severing Technique, command!"
As soon as their voices fell, a faint white light emanated from the Peach Wood Swords in their hands. Due to their limited cultivation, no sword energy shot forth from the swords.
"Strike!" The four Taoist Masters yelled as they swung their Peach Wood Swords toward Liu Zhenxian's neck. Although the Sword Technique they executed was not very powerful, their numbers were overwhelming; if Liu Zhenxian were struck, he would surely be severely injured.
Strangely enough, it seemed that Liu Zhenxian had anticipated that the four Taoist Masters would charge at him. He turned his head to look at them immediately, a sinister smile spreading across his face as he said, "Hehe, your cultivation is too weak; if you want to kill me, you'll need another thirty to fifty years of training!"
With that, Liu Zhenxian swung his Blood Demon Blade directly at the four Taoist Masters before him.
"Not good! He has seen through our formation's change; we need to retreat quickly!" The four Taoist Masters realized something was wrong and hurriedly retracted their Peach Wood Swords. They shifted their feet and quickly retreated.
At the same time, the entire combined attack formation moved along with them. The other Taoist Masters also launched attacks toward Liu Zhenxian to cover the retreat of the four.
However, those Taoist Masters did not rush in for close combat with Liu Zhenxian. Instead, they pulled out talismans and hurled them at him while rapidly casting spells with their hands and chanting loudly: "Separation Fire descend, eradicate ghosts and spirits; evil spirits obstructing the path turn to dust! Lingling, Earth Spirit, Supreme Old Lord heed my command! Separation Fire Talisman, command!"
As soon as their words fell, the talismans in mid-air ignited spontaneously, transforming into slender flames of Separation Fire. Once these slender flames appeared, they seemed to attract each other, quickly coalescing into a fireball the size of a basketball.
"Damn, the Separation Fire Talisman can actually do this! Truly, there is strength in numbers!" I sensed the immense power of that fireball in the air, and once again, I was taken aback. This was beyond the scope of spells that an average Daoist Master could cast; even a typical Daoist Master wouldn't be able to perform such a level of Separation Fire Talisman incantation.
Just as I was marveling at it, the fireball shot swiftly toward Liu Zhenxian's head. I only saw a flash of red in mid-air, and within two or three seconds, the fireball was already half a meter away from Liu Zhenxian's head.
"Heh heh, interesting. I didn't expect you ghosts to connect your Taoist Magic through a combined attack formation. But your strength is still too weak; if you want to deal with me, you should go back and cultivate some more!" Liu Zhenxian said with a sinister smile. He had not even glanced at the fireball; his body swayed, and his speed increased as he quickly caught up with the four Daoist Masters.
"You four should just die!" Liu Zhenxian declared as he swung his Blood Demon Blade toward the backs of the four Daoist Masters.
With a sweep of Liu Zhenxian's Blood Demon Blade, long gashes appeared on the backs of the four Daoist Masters. A torrent of hot blood sprayed out, instantly dyeing their Daoist Robes crimson. Then their bodies trembled, and all four collapsed to the ground, their fates uncertain.
"Boom~~" At that moment, the fireball above Liu Zhenxian suddenly exploded, scattering into slender flames of Separation Fire that rained down upon him.
"Heh heh, be extinguished!" Liu Zhenxian let out a chilling laugh as his Blood Demon Blade swept through the air, gathering Eerie Energy to strike at those slender flames. A cold wind blew past; before the Separation Fire could touch Liu Zhenxian, it was completely extinguished.
Even more astonishingly, at the moment those four Daoist Masters fell, the combined attack formation they had formed showed numerous flaws and quickly collapsed entirely. Although they could adjust their steps and reassemble into a new formation, unfortunately for them, Liu Zhenxian would not give them that chance.
"Why doesn't Liu Zhenxian first confront that Separation Fire? Why is he so certain that if he kills those four Daoist Masters, our combined attack formation will collapse? How can this be?" Ling Mo watched the scene unfold before him, his face turning pale as he muttered to himself in confusion: "How could this Liu Zhenxian break our combined attack formation? Could he really be the creator of this formation? That’s impossible! Absolutely impossible!"
The other Daoist Masters were thinking along similar lines to Ling Mo. They had practiced this combined attack formation thousands of times and knew it had only one flaw. Only those who had practiced together would know this secret; even Mu Qiufeng, who was a Master of the Taoist temple, was unaware of this flaw.
At that moment, the gazes of those Daoist Masters toward Liu Zhenxian changed. Their eyes reflected fear and confusion, but more than anything else, there was an unwillingness to accept the reality before them.
Liu Zhenxian's gaze swept over the Taoist Master before him. He observed their expressions and a sickly smile spread across his face. Suddenly, he burst into wild laughter and exclaimed, "Ha ha! Now you all know who created this formation, don't you!"
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