With Luo Chen's experience, he immediately sensed something strange about Qian Ting's Copper Basin Magic Treasure.
No matter how he targeted the two flying blades, even using chains formed by the Primal Chaos Cauldron to snare them, they always flew back to Qian Ting's side, as though they had taken root in him.
Now it seemed the blades themselves were nothing remarkable. The formidable thing was that Copper Basin!
Swallows returned to their nest; fish swam back to the basin.
Seeing Luo Chen's gaze fall on his Natal Magic Treasure, with a trace of greed in it, Qian Ting's face darkened with anger.
"Xiang Brothers, hold nothing back! The longer we wait, the more can go wrong!"
Their trump cards were out. There could be no peaceful end now.
In an instant, the two flying blades circling Qian Ting shot toward Luo Chen from left and right.
Luo Chen tried to dodge, only to discover that his enormous body had become a living target.
Even as he darted about with Exploding Void Step, small cuts kept appearing on his body.
And that was not the only threat!
A flail tore through the air.
Luo Chen raised his cauldron to block it.
But the next moment, another flail came slashing through the air from behind.
With a dull bang, Luo Chen staggered several steps through the air as though struck by a heavy blow, blood spilling from his mouth.
The Xiang Brothers each held a flail. Standing to either side, they formed a three-pronged encirclement with Qian Ting, trapping Luo Chen in the middle.
"This rogue cultivator's Body Tempering method really is strange. There's no sign of Gang Qi, yet his body is so tough."
"He took a slash from my flail without being cut in half. Impressive!"
They praised him