Xiang Yihang gritted his teeth, and the enormous ice fan exploded with a boom. An extremely terrifying cold current swept in all directions. Du Fenghu and the Devil Scorpion Woman Feng Ling's expressions changed drastically, and they rapidly retreated in an attempt to avoid the center of this chill.
Lu Xiaotian, however, neither dodged nor avoided it as a layer of frost crawled up the Misty Sword Embryo, yet in the blink of an eye, Xiang Yihang had vanished without a trace.
Had he used the Concealing Spirit Tripod again? Lu Xiaotian let out a cold snort, his reaction equally fast. The very instant Xiang Yihang disappeared and the sword embryo lost its direction, it split into eight in the blink of an eye, transforming into eight flying swords that slashed back and forth through the nearby airspace.
A muffled cry of pain rang out, and large amounts of blood spattered from one of the flying swords.
"Help me pinpoint that fellow's location." The eight Misty Sword Embryo swords that Lu Xiaotian had just used to slash and kill within a relatively confined space meant that even if Xiang Yihang used the Concealing Spirit Tripod, it was impossible for him to teleport. Fleeing in haste, he naturally couldn't avoid them entirely. It was just that the opponent had taken another blow from him, yet by now had already escaped some distance away. That Concealing Spirit Tripod was extraordinarily mystical and was not an illusion; even his True Illusory Ice Pupils couldn't see through its flaws. However, just because the True Illusory Ice Pupils couldn't handle it didn't mean that Dragon Lion's Spirit Transformation-grade Primordial Spirit couldn't lock onto it.
Right after slashing the opponent with another sword, Lu Xiaotian summoned Dragon Lion's Primordial Spirit.
"The northeast. The opponent's speed isn't