Though the two bursts of Foundation Establishment Realm spiritual pressure from far behind made Wu Zhengxin's heart quail, the unknown ribbon flying toward him was clearly more dangerous.
"You little street rat, what have you dragged over here? Once I catch you, I'll beat you until you take my surname!"
Wu Zhengxin could not help cursing, but seeing that he could not dodge in time, he turned his hand over and summoned three identical seven-inch flying knives.
The knives were snow-white and thin as cicada wings. At a glance, they were clearly the work of a master of Artifact Refining, no ordinary objects.
Wu Zhengxin sent the knives forward in a triangular formation, intending to cut the ribbon apart.
"You insignificant junior! If you want to die, just say so! How dare you cut my magic artifact!"
Still far away, the headwrapped man saw Wu Zhengxin attack his spirit artifact. Shock and fury surged through him, and killing intent sprang up.
This hair ribbon spirit artifact was something of an embarrassment.
Although the headwrapped man had advanced to Foundation Establishment, his possessions were still those he had used during Qi Refining.
Moreover, the hair ribbon was merely an auxiliary spirit artifact for restraining enemies, with little defensive strength of its own.
If those three flying knives landed a few solid cuts, it might truly suffer damage.
The headwrapped man understood this perfectly, which was why Wu Zhengxin's attack on the ribbon stirred his killing intent.
Just then, Cultivator Miao exhausted the last trace of power in his Talisman Treasure and shouted at Wu Zhengxin.
"Ant, you're courting death!"
Cultivator Miao flicked his fingertips three times, and three flashes of golden light burst against the flying knives.
After three piercing clashes, two of Wu Zhengxin's knives shattered, while the remaining one