Feng School, turning the tide of the battle.The old man with the lion's nose transformed his utter unwillingness into a long sigh. Finally, he stomped his foot and, taking advantage of the fact that...The array was complete, and the space around them was locked down by the massive formation. Xiang Kun let out a slight breath, his hands rubbing together as the main banner in his grasp flew up to the center of the array. As the main banner vibrated, each of the eighteen monsters with blue faces, fangs, upper bodies, and arms wielded their own banners. From within those banners, one by one, grotesque blue-faced demons emerged, accompanied by the sound of mournful cries, lunging towards Lu Xiaoteng to tear him apart.

"The Eighteen Blood-Stained Banner Formation. Taking eighteen directions, it seems to tightly seal all around. However, although Xiang Kun created this formation, he hasn't practiced it for long. While its power is indeed immense, controlling these eighteen forces to slaughter enemies within the formation is beyond his current capability. With Xiang Kun's ability and given more time, this grand formation should become even more formidable. It just lacks a bit of refinement at the moment."

Lu Xia Tian remained calm and collected, his feet moving with a mysterious step as he fought his way through the formation. He wandered within the formation, each cry of blood serving to disrupt the divine senses of ordinary cultivators. However, for Lu Xia Tian, whose divine sense was far superior to that of an ordinary cultivator, the interference was minimal.

Under the pursuit of a multitude of monstrous figures with fangs and grim faces, Lu Xia Tian darted within the formation, constantly defeating those close-by monsters. Xiang Kun originally thought that perhaps he could rely on this formation's magical power to suppress this troublesome physical cultivator. However, even within the formation, this cultivator was slippery as an eel, always dodging the heavy attacks while taking advantage of lighter ones. Although this Eighteen Weeping Blood Demon Banner Formation possessed formidable power, every punch landed like hitting cotton wool, making Xiang Kun's heart ache with frustration.

"This kid is actually proficient in the art of formations. He's truly a tough nut to crack." Zhu Yinglong watched with amusement and chuckled.

"Such a fearless youth," Yang Feng thought. He had expected this formation to force Lu XiaTian to use other tricks, but he never imagined that Lu XiaTian would so easily solve the immediate problem.

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This way, his own consumption would be greater than that of the silver-haired boy. It was not worth it. Xiang Kun raised his hand, and the eighteen green-faced monsters holding small blue flags retreated into their flags, and the eighteen small flags retreated into the large flag.

However, before the Kun formation was completely retracted, Lu Xiaotian tossed his hand out. The phantom mirror flew directly into the air.

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"Heaven is yang, Earth is yin, Yin Yang Five Elements, entering the realm of illusion!"

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“What” Xiang Kun suddenly felt that the space around him seemed to be twisting and changing. This was definitely not real, but the illusion before his eyes made it extremely difficult for him to distinguish truth from falsehood.

"Such impressive illusionary powers! And that magic artifact is no small feat either. I haven't seen Brother Lu use it before." At this moment, it was none other than Yu ZiMo and the others who had fought alongside Lu XiaTian, they were also very surprised.

That indifferent and vast voice repeated the words "enter the illusory realm."

“But just an illusion!” Soon, Xiang Kun reacted, shaking his blue staff in his hand. A gust of wind like a blade swept around him. In an instant, it scattered dozens of Lu Xia Tian’s phantoms surrounding him.

“Shift!” Lu XiaTian muttered, the shattered illusion reassembling and attacking Xiang Kun.

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"What an incredible illusion, such a powerful primordial spirit!" At this time, Hua Ke's expression was icy cold, almost unsightly. "Immediately gather the illusion-dissolving stones! The more, the better, hurry!"

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Xiang Kun's body was like a pile of tattered cloth, flying out of that hazy illusion. Blood gushed from his throat like a spring. The spark in his eyes gradually dimmed.

Lu Xia Tian reached out a hand, the illusion retracted, and the ring's vision returned to clarity.

Lu Xia Tian raised his war javelin, pointing towards the direction of the arena's organizer and said in a low voice, "I said before, if anyone is willing to be someone else's lackey, I will break their legs. Even the twelfth stage champion is nothing like this. Send another one here."

"Roar..."

“Lu Dan Wang, Lu Dan Wang!” Without any suspense, the twelfth champion of the ring was also defeated. And facing Lu Xiaoteng’s challenge again, all the gamblers near the ring had fallen into a frenzy.

"This kid has quite a heavy killing intent." Guo Mingcheng stroked his chin, even as a powerful cultivator of the Shenxu Realm, he was quite shaken at this moment.

"It seems like Lu Xiaitian has a grudge with someone from the Huaxian arena. Do you two know what's going on" Yang Feng asked curiously.

"I know something about this, because it all started with a famous alchemist named Hong Yue. Hong Yue used to be from the Huayang Danfang and was on good terms with Lu Xia Tian. Because of the Qinglian Temple Alchemy Conference, He Wen Yu provoked Lu Xia Tian and lost badly, even giving up 5,000 low-grade spirit crystals and the Shouqing Dan formula. Afterward, he harbored resentment and instigated Hua Yi Feng from Huayang Danfang to make things difficult for Lu Xia Tian."

It is said that Hong Yue colluded with outsiders and betrayed the elixir formula of Huayang Danfang. They wanted to drive Hong Yue out of Huayang Danfang and demanded five thousand low-grade spirit crystals as compensation. This much is fine, Lu Xiaoxiao did pay the spirit crystals, but the problem is that Hua Yifeng seriously injured Hong Yue, not to mention that he allowed He Wenyu to implant the Soul Stealing Corpse Yin Nail into Hong Yue's body.

“A soul-stealing corpse nail This is a way to kill someone. Just because the Qinglian Temple's alchemy competition lost, they would resort to such ruthless methods” Yang Feng frowned, “Even a mere grandmaster of alchemy could steal alchemical formulas from Huayang Danfang. This excuse is just too far-fetched.”

“This matter originally started because of a conflict. Hua Yifeng that kid, for the sake of just a few thousand spirit crystals, didn't take anyone seriously. It's fine if he bullied someone with no foundation, but he went and provoked Lu Xiaottian. I think this time the Hualin Arena is going to spit out some blood. Five thousand low-grade spirit crystals, now it's lost over 200,000.” Zhu Yinglong said with a gloating expression.

"This Lu Xiaoteng is quite interesting. He doesn't seek out He Wenyu, nor does he directly cause trouble for Hua Yifeng. However, I estimate that the few patrons of Hualin Daochang now have their sights set on Hua Yifeng." Guo Mingcheng also had a smile on his face. "This Lu Xiaoteng's cultivation is so profound, and yet his reputation was never known before. With such cunning, given time, he will surely become a great figure."

“That's the truth, Huayue probably has Lu Xiaoteng's heart eaten up.” Yang Feng chuckled helplessly. “The next one is Hua Muchen, the Thirty-Six Cave Master of the Huajia family. I wonder who will win or lose.”

"Yes, Lu Xia Tian's phantom dao magic treasure was indeed extraordinary. However, the Hua family reacted quickly, gathered phantom-erasing stones, and thus rendered Xiang Kun's method ineffective."

"Second Uncle, I...I'm not of much use staying here. I'll return first." Hua Yifeng saw Hua Yue's ashen face and felt deeply uncomfortable in this situation. He spoke with utmost caution.

Before the words left his mouth, a scream rang out. Huayifeng was sent flying by Huayue's direct palm strike.

"Now the Hualing Arena is in a precarious position. Even if Mu Chen wins in the end, you won't escape going back to face family discipline. If something happens to Mu Chen, you will be held eternally responsible!" Hua Yue's voice was as cold as ice, her eyes fixed on Hua Yi Feng without any emotion.

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