"Should I retreat?"
Lu Ren watched the Thunder Source Dao Ruins Elixir draw ever closer, his resolve wavering.
"Kid, retreat!"
Just then, Little Broken Tower's voice rang out in his mind. "Keep fighting, and you'll die for certain!"
Retreat?
Lu Ren's brows knitted tightly, but the corner of his eye flicked toward Su Jinghong outside the formation.
Nie Xiaochi was supporting Su Jinghong. Her aura was feeble, and worry showed on her face.
Whether or not you're my master...
Lu Ren thought, today, you risked shattering your Great Dao Origin to protect the Withering and Flourishing Alchemy Pavilion. Then I'll take that gamble with you!
With that, Lu Ren turned his palm, and the Immortal-Smiting Iron flew out of his body. The turtle-shell patterns on its back shimmered.
"Immortal-Smiting Iron!"
Lu Ren said gravely, "Block it for me. Wear down its strength as much as you can!"
"You got it!"
Dazzling divine light suddenly burst from the Immortal-Smiting Iron.
Boom!
Its body swelled rapidly to the size of a mountain and smashed toward the Thunder Source Dao Ruins Elixir.
"What sort of scrap metal is this?"
The Thunder Source Dao Ruins Elixir roared and clenched its hand.
Countless bolts of lightning converged into a spear that hurtled straight at the Immortal-Smiting Iron.
Rumble!
The lightning spear struck the Immortal-Smiting Iron and sent it flying backward.
But the spear shattered on the spot as well.
"Pretty tough!"
The Thunder Source Dao Ruins Elixir's expression darkened. It gathered lightning again and hurled it at Lu Ren.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The Immortal-Smiting Iron flew back again and again, placing itself before Lu Ren.
Though each blow sent it flying, it blocked every attack the Thunder Source Dao Ruins Elixir launched.
"Let's see how many times you can block me!"
The Thunder Source Dao