"Phantom Dawn Radiance Blade!" Zhao Xin cried sharply. Several short blades flew out at once, forming a circular formation. Their gleaming edges flashed like scales, dazzling the eye.
At the same time, a trumpet-shaped flower flew out from the middle of the blade formation. Its enormous corolla spread wide, revealing a gigantic demonic flower that opened its mouth and lunged to engulf Lu Xiaotian.
Zhao Xin still seized every opportunity. As she tried to tie Lu Xiaotian down, she reached for the flying mirror.
Lu Xiaotian gave a cold snort. This was no time to hide his strength. He summoned the Fanluo Spiritfire, and two blossoms of it clung directly to the gigantic demonic flower as it snapped shut around him.
A shrill scream rang through the air. Zhao Xin's pretty face went deathly pale, and she spat blood repeatedly. Her eyes were full of fear as she stared at Lu Xiaotian. She had obtained the demonic flower through tremendous hardship. Its attack power was unremarkable, but its defenses and ability to trap enemies were exceptional. She had never expected Lu Xiaotian to break through it in an instant.
"What terrifying spiritfire!" Zhao Xin's heart shuddered, but Lu Xiaotian had already torn through the closing petals of the demonic flower. Flying swords wheeled around him as the Fire Luan Illusionary Spirit swooped toward Zhao Xin.
Zhao Xin was startled. She had experienced Lu Xiaotian's Misty Sword Formation firsthand; unless she gave it her all, she would hardly be a match for him. Her many short blades flashed like the sun, swift as the wind as they streaked through the air, seeming to slice the very space apart.
Clang, clang, clang! The many short blades and the swords of the formation darted through the air like dragons and snakes of lightning,