For now, with powerful enemies before him, he did not yet know what changes this cultivation technique would bring after its enhancement, nor was he familiar with this power. Unless he had a choice—or had been driven into a desperate corner—Lu Xiaotian would not use it rashly, lest it create variables beyond his control.
At this moment, among the various Demon Cultivators, Hu Jiao Yu Huo in particular—who had offended Lu Xiaotian with his earlier remarks—could not help turning pale when he saw the momentum of Lu Xiaotian's attack. Judging from the strength he had displayed, this Lu fellow was indeed already above him. If they truly fought later, his chances of winning were probably far lower than he had imagined.
"Roar—" The Bloodwing Fire Python tangled and battled with the snow-and-ice saber in midair. Yet with Lu Xiaotian's own strength, even while using the essence of a twelfth-rank Primordial Spirit, it was still no match for the snow-and-ice giant.
Amid the countless dancing saber shadows, the Bloodwing Fire Python, formed from the fusion of blood-astral power and the essence of a demonic beast, was suppressed by the snow-and-ice giant's brandished saber before long. The Blood-Astral Armor had already taken several blows, but after the saber radiance had been greatly weakened, it still had not broken through the armor's defenses.
Just then, the long whip that rolled like a dragon and Xiahou Dunfeng's thunder-light treasure wheel came hurtling in from the left and right.
With the three joining forces, they immediately suppressed the snow-and-ice giant's ferocious might. Large amounts of saber radiance were scattered, and attacks occasionally struck the giant's body. Vast quantities of ice and snow exploded, but soon the surrounding snow and ice would fly back onto the giant and fill the gaps.
"Leave at once. This snow-and-ice