Chapter Thirty Turning Point

  Yuan Futong was being "tempered" by Zhao Li, no mistake about it. Although Zhao Li was using a flying sword that looked extremely sharp and of the highest quality, Yuan Futong's feeling was indeed as if he was being hammered by Zhao Li with a large hammer on his Xuantu shield. At first, Yuan Futong had an urge to vomit blood from being hammered, his whole body aching all over, his muscles sore and weak. But after being hammered hundreds of times, he actually felt comfortable instead. Every time after being hammered, Huoyu would help him recover from the discomfort in his body, warm currents rushing through his entire body. After many repetitions, he had a feeling as if his whole body was soaking in a hot spring. Anyway, the quality of the Xuantu shield was trustworthy, and he could endure this kind of hammering.

  "I'm a natural-born MT, it seems. The more I get beaten up, the more comfortable I become!" Yuan Futong thought to himself in despair.

  Yuan Futong was a bit depressed, and Zhao Lixi was even more so. The arrogant him ordered the two brothers to block the door, fearing that Yuan Futong would use some secret method to desperately rush out. If another person escaped alive today, then in the future, Zhao Yanzheng would have no way to mix around Yun Huang again, they would also lose an important source of information and internal response for sneak attacks, and even buying elixirs to supplement their supplies would be somewhat difficult. After all, they were notorious, and when the three of them partnered up, many times they had not successfully eliminated everyone, there were many people who knew them. When going to the market to buy things, although no one would refuse to sell them anything, but when coming out, they might be followed by a group of people seeking revenge, that would be a big trouble.

  Originally, I thought that when facing this nine-layer master, after the killing move "Dry Yang Thunder" failed, Yuan Futong would think of escaping with all his might, which would be right in my trap. With two people blocking him outside and myself delivering a fatal blow, the battle could be settled quickly. But unexpectedly, this kid's shell is so hard that he didn't think of escaping at all, but instead focused on defense. Not only did he protect himself, but also protected the other two who were out of combat power. It seems that he has made up his mind to wait for Feng Tao and Hu Xin to recover their combat power, wanting to turn the tables. Thinking of this, Zhao Li became even more depressed, facing an eight-layer novice, yet still unable to take him down, and even letting him come up with such a plan, really despising his own combat power.

  Zhao Liyi, feeling disdained, slapped his乾坤袋 and a bright red fan appeared. This fan was not in the style of a folding fan, but rather a feathered fan like the one Zhuge Liang used when he came on stage to watch plays in his past life, except that the black feathers had been replaced with red ones. With a wave of the fan, several clusters of flames flew out from it towards Yuan Futong, while the flying sword did not relax its attack, continuously stabbing at the Xuan Gui shield.

  This time, Yuan Futong was depressed. He had just gotten used to the impact of the flying sword, and another artifact came out. If he had reached the 9th layer of Qi training now, he could easily defend against the flying sword and unleash a powerful Yang Thunderbolt, blasting him into oblivion. But now, he was being forced by the flying sword and couldn't even muster the energy to use the Yang Thunderbolt. In the future, he must hang more gourds on his waist, which would definitely be convenient. Making up his mind, Yuan Futong enlarged the Xuanwu Shield, protecting himself and the other two people. Fortunately, the Xuanwu Shield was a top-grade water-element defense artifact, and the flames were blocked by its light shield, so he didn't need to specifically command the Xuanwu Shield itself to block them. However, the amount of energy Yuan Futong needed to transport was greatly increased. But at this moment, Yuan Futong couldn't afford to be stingy with his energy; as long as he persisted, there was hope. If he gave up protecting Feng Tao and Hu Xin now, he would have no chance of turning the tables. It was precisely because he understood this point that Yuan Futong desperately protected them, not just out of a good-natured desire to protect the weak.

  Zhao Li released over a hundred flames with his fan, but they were all blocked by the light shield of Xuan Gui's shield. The flying sword also couldn't find any weakness in Yuan Fu Tong's defense. Yuan Fu Tong, who was afraid of death, usually practiced defending against attacks with defensive magic tools, and as he fought against the flying sword, his skills became more and more proficient. Now, even though he was being attacked by two magic tools, he still managed to hold on tightly.

  Seeing this situation, Zhao Li was even more depressed. These two magical instruments were already the most powerful among his possessions, and the others were not as powerful as these two. The flying sword still posed a threat, and the flames on the fan could not even break through the light shield. If they continued to drag it out like this, they would definitely be able to exhaust the little guy's magical powers, but that would take too much time. On the other side, there were still two practitioners of the eighth layer of Qi Refining who were recovering their magical powers at full force. Feng Tao was a well-known expert among the eighth layer, and even if Zhao Li fought him one-on-one, he would have to expend a lot of effort and might not be able to catch him. The original plan was for Zhao Yan Zheng to use poisonous insects to launch a sneak attack on Feng Tao, and then the other three would join forces to kill Feng Tao together before dealing with the others. Without Feng Tao, who had the fastest flying speed, and with the help of Zhao Yan Zheng's spiritual beast to track them down, they could hunt down and kill each person one by one. But he did not expect the situation to change so quickly - Feng Tao was indeed defeated, but a hard "turtle shell" like this appeared.

  As they couldn't quickly take down Yuan Futong, Zhao Li feared that if the night wore on, there would be more trouble. Once Feng Tao and Hu Xin recovered, things would get messy. He hastily let out a long whistle to notify the two outside. Hearing Zhao Li's whistle, Feng Tao and Hu Xin opened their eyes, exchanged a glance, and Feng Tao nodded vigorously before closing his eyes again. An abnormal flush appeared on his face, and Hu Xin was the same. Both of their bodies began to tremble. Yuan Futong, who had been intently defending himself, also heard the whistle and was startled, but he couldn't do anything about it and could only grit his teeth and hold on. He didn't notice Feng Tao and Hu Xin's abnormal behavior.

  The whistle stopped, and Zhao Yi rushed in from outside the cave. Seeing the situation in the hall, he was very surprised.

  "Big brother, this...."

  "This kid's turtle shell is too hard, it must be an extreme defensive artifact, otherwise it wouldn't have been able to hold on for so long." Zhao explained.

  "Oh, what now? I also can't break through the ultimate defensive artifact."

  "With a dark fire blast, he blew the turtle shell open so wide. His spiritual power must have been greatly consumed. Use the dark fire to shake his defense and at the same time shock those two who haven't recovered yet inside, don't let them recover their spiritual power in peace." Zhao Li commanded.

  "Good." Zhao Yi took out a dark fire thunderbolt and threw it at Yuan Futong's Xuanwu shield, but the power of the dark fire thunderbolt was not enough to break through the light screen of the Xuanwu shield. Although the light screen rippled slightly, it still blocked the attack. Unlike flying swords, which could easily penetrate the light screen, Yuan Futong needed to command the true body of the Xuanwu shield to defend against this attack.

  Seeing that Yin Huo Lei did not break through the light shield, Yuan Fu Tong was still using Ge Dang Fei Jian. The opposite Zhao Li, however, became furious.

  "Stop hesitating and let's put everything together."

  Zhao Yi showed a hesitant and painful expression, but seeing Zhao Li's angry face, he didn't dare to make a sound, took out the gourd, and aimed it at Yuan Fu Tong.

  Seeing this situation, Yuan Futtong's heart was racing. A single dark fire bolt could blast the defensive light shield and create ripples, and the gourd might really be breached. But Zhao Li had already put away his fan and focused on manipulating the flying sword to find its weakness, he couldn't afford to be distracted. The only thing he could do was pour all his energy into the shield, praying that it would withstand this round of attacks.

  Rumble...

  A string of explosions, the hall was filled with black smoke again. But then a loud shout: "Stop!" Zhao Yi let out a pained cry, but it was cut off halfway through. Zhao Li let out a muffled grunt. Yuan Fu Tong was blown flying, his body crashing into the wall several meters behind him, spitting out fresh blood. The Xuan Gui shield's light dimmed, but it still diligently protected Yuan Fu Tong in front of him.

  The one who shouted loudly was Feng Tao, his face was pale and his body was trembling slightly, as if he was enduring intense pain. Hu Xin's situation wasn't much better. It turned out that the two of them had heard Zhao Li's cry for help and felt compelled to use a secret technique called "Blood Forbidden Return to Origin Method". Originally, it would take an hour for the antidote to take effect on their bodies, but with this secret technique, they used their blood to replace their spiritual energy and withstand the toxin. However, this was only possible because they had already taken the antidote and were protected by Yuan Fu Tong's safe operation of the secret method; otherwise, it would have been impossible to succeed. Even so, their bodies had to endure extreme pain and suffer great damage, and their spiritual energy couldn't last long. After the secret method's time limit was up, they still needed a long period of recuperation, but at this critical moment, none of that mattered; without this secret method, the two of them would have definitely died under the dark fire thunder just now.

  The two did not immediately join the battle after recovering their magic, Zhao Li and Yuan Fu's attention were on each other, neither of them noticed the situation of the two. The two quietly prepared to launch a fatal blow. After Zhao Yi finished casting the Shadow Fire Thunderbolt, taking advantage of the moment when Zhao Li and Zhao Yi's emotions suddenly relaxed, Feng Tao and Hu Xin suddenly launched a surprise attack. Feng Tao, with the strongest attacking power, used his flying sword to kill Zhao Yi, who had lower cultivation, while Hu Xin ambushed Zhao Li, who was not using any magical tools to protect himself.

  The sneak attack had half the effect. Zhao Yi was called in, without even preparing his defensive artifact, thinking only of how to break through Yuan Futong's defense, with no sense of vigilance at all. After all, an eighth-level cultivator could only control one artifact at a time, so Yuan Futong couldn't possibly have an artifact to attack with. The result was tragic. Feng Tao's top-grade flying sword cut off his neck without any hindrance, and even the cry of despair was stifled in his body.

  Hu Xin's side wasn't so smooth, after all, Zhao Li was a master of the 9th layer of Qi training, and his spiritual awareness was much sharper. The artifact Hu Xin used for sneak attacks was a large hammer called "Hunyuan Hammer", an excellent artifact that relied on both magical power and weight to harm enemies. However, this artifact looked too different from Hu Xin's appearance and physique, although its power was quite impressive, it was rarely used after meeting Feng Tao, and not many people knew about this artifact. Usually when cooperating with Feng Tao, she was in charge of defense, while Feng Tao took care of the offense, even if it was just a supporting attack using Xuan Shui.

  Today's situation has reached a life-and-death juncture, and Hu Xin can no longer care about looking good or not. As soon as he made his move, it was the strongest mixed yuan hammer.

  Although Hu Xin did his best to conceal it, the speed of this mixed yuan hammer was indeed a bit slow. Feeling that something was wrong, Zhao Li didn't take advantage of Yuan Futong's momentary lapse in defense after being blasted out of the way to pursue and kill him. Instead, he recalled his flying sword to withstand the mixed yuan hammer's blow. This blow sent his flying sword flying, and he felt a dull pain in his chest, involuntarily letting out a low groan as he suffered an internal injury.