"What kind of person dares to block my way!" The Black-Clad Star Envoy had left the manor in the wilderness and was hurrying along a desolate path. Yet now, a young scholar with a sallow complexion stood in his way.
"Hand over the storage pouch that woman just gave you, and we can both walk away unharmed," Lu Xiaotian said calmly.
"Strange things happen every year, but this year has been especially strange. Let's see what you're capable of!" The Black-Clad Star Envoy shouted angrily. Whish! More than a dozen black tentacles lashed toward Lu Xiaotian, covering him from head to toe. Each tentacle was lined with several little mouths full of sharp teeth, now gaping open as if ready to bite their enemy at any moment.
Feeling the Black-Clad Star Envoy's attack at close range, Lu Xiaotian was relieved despite its imposing force. An expert could tell at a glance. This Black-Clad Star Envoy had definitely not reached the level of a great cultivator or a great demon. As long as he hadn't reached that level, there was a chance.
"Your aura is entirely unlike any Demon Cultivator I've encountered, and you're no human, either. Since you won't hand it over, I'll tear off your mask and see what kind of monster you are." Lu Xiaotian gave a cold snort and brought his hands together. Eight flying swords appeared in the air.
They were the Misty Flying Swords. Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!
The Misty Flying Swords met the Black-Clad Star Envoy's dozen-odd black tentacles head-on.
The Black-Clad Star Envoy's tentacles were exceptionally formidable. Made of some unknown material, they could actually withstand the flying swords' keen edges.
"What a fearsome sword formation! You'd better stop now. If you hurt me, even with abilities that reach the heavens, you won't escape