A faint glimmer flashed across Zhan Yunliang's hand. But then, all at once, he felt an astonishing wave of firepower rush at him from behind. The power of that spiritual flame was actually no weaker than the Cold Cloud Iceflame within his own body.
In the distant valley, the Eight-Legged Demon Bull Beast came charging over. It had already appeared in their line of sight. Zhan Yunliang hadn't expected another complication to arise at this moment, and hurriedly summoned a small purple shield to guard his back.
The Eight-Legged Demon Bull Beast, which had been cultivating just moments before, let out a long bellow. Its roar shook Luo Qing and Madam Hua Ying into another brief daze. But Lu Xiaotian had been prepared; almost the instant the bull bellowed, he sent a voice transmission to the two women, using the awakening method from the Sanskrit Heart-Cleansing Mantra to bring them back to their senses.
Zhan Yunliang hadn't expected this unexpected turn to be only the beginning. Before he could react, several agile streams of Sword Qi came hurtling toward him at tremendous speed.
A jade hairpin also flew straight at him from another direction.
"Not good. I've been ambushed." How could Zhan Yunliang have expected them to react so quickly, as if they had long anticipated he would strike from the shadows? It seemed they had set a trap of their own and were waiting for him to walk into it.
The small purple shield blocked the spiritual flame behind him. A flying knife shot from Zhan Yunliang's body and dispersed the Sword Qi Luo Qing had slashed at him. But an elegant flying sword came at his hands with uncanny precision.
Lu Xiaotian had brought that sword down after painstakingly planning his move. It was no easy thing to