The flying swords flashed like lightning, reaching the backs of the two Daoist sect cultivators in the blink of an eye. Neither cultivator panicked. Each swept a hand backward, sending out a defensive magic artifact to block the flying swords. "Puff, puff..." The flying swords pierced the artifacts, bursting with light as both swords and artifacts were knocked away. "Break..." At that very moment, the two trailing Confucian cultivators chanted inscriptions. "Boom, boom..." The two flying swords exploded at once, turning into a rain of swords that fell upon the pair!
"Not good!" Their divine senses swept out, and both secretly cried out in alarm. High in the air, Xiao Hua frowned and was about to raise his hand when, at that very instant, the two men simultaneously flicked their hands. Two pitch-black cords shot from their grasp, falling toward the third man.
As for that third man, he had clearly been prepared. Just as the other two made their move, his body abruptly dropped. The two hands inside his robe rose again, and two tiny snakes, each more than an inch long, shot out and bit toward the two men's arms!
Seeing the three of them fighting among themselves, anger flickered in Xiao Hua's eyes. He immediately withdrew his divine abilities and stood still in the sky, no longer making a move.
"Whoosh, whoosh..." The moment the two little snakes appeared, the two Daoist sect cultivators who had attacked seemed to fear them. They hurriedly directed their cords toward the snakes. With two soft sounds, the little snakes were slain! At the same time, amid several muffled "puff, puff" sounds, two clusters of shattered sword-light struck their backs. Though ripples of magical power rose from their backs, they still could not withstand the attack, and the two Daoist sect