Long Xing and Xiao Qian were both outstanding among the younger generation, and their strength was considerable. They were confident that they could easily kill one of Ling Tian's clones—or, at the very least, keep him tied up. That would allow the Ten Thousand Swords Cliff disciples to focus all their attacks on Chong Lou and the others. They could tell that the others were already at the end of their strength.
Seeing Long Xing and Xiao Qian approaching together, Po Qiong understood what they intended and grew worried. Ling Tian furrowed his brows, then sensed the situation briefly. "It's fine. My other clones are almost done setting up the formation. We only need to hold out a little longer. If all else fails, Martial Brother and the others can scatter; that should buy us plenty of time too. After that, we can retreat into the formation."
Hearing this, Po Qiong felt greatly reassured. Seeing Long Xing and Xiao Qian coming closer, he smiled. "Then that's what we'll do. Your clone can keep those two occupied. Your other clones can sense your thoughts anyway."
Feeling the terrifying power of Ling Tian's Phenomenal Domain, Long Xing and Xiao Qian didn't dare be careless. They both manifested their own Phenomenal Domains, then resolutely charged into Ling Tian's.
Ice shields appeared one after another beside Xiao Qian. He waved the banner in his hand, and flakes of snow gathered into swords. The icy chill and Sword Intent soared into the sky as flying swords formed a storm of blades, blocking or shattering every Spiritual Energy Arrow Ling Tian fired at him.
"Hmph. Without the Nine-Colored Ice Lotus Clan's Phenomenal Domain, let's see what you can do to me!" Xiao Qian snorted coldly, gazing at Ling Tian with murderous intent in his eyes.
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