717 Blood Wolf Drum

significant Lingxiao Palace Does he really not even look down on us" Inside a tavern on a bustling street, among several yellow-robed cultivators, a young and vigorous boy slammed his fist on the tabl...Lu Xiaotien, now free, had a murderous look in his eyes. This old man with triangular eyes, whose magical power was not deep even for a late-stage Jindan cultivator, actually dared to come and take advantage. Lu Xiaotien once again pulled back the bowstring, firing two arrows in succession. Each arrow was like a shooting star, moving incredibly fast.

The old man with triangular eyes saw his beloved and carefully raised Dharani Butterfly die tragically. His heart was filled with immense pain, and he had lost all will to fight. However, the silver-haired cultivator before him attacked with such ferocity that several fire cobras roared and charged forward at incredible speeds. Panicking and fleeing would only lead to a faster death. If he had to escape, he must first withstand this onslaught of brutal attacks.

Every arrow's power sent shivers down the three-eyed elder's spine, but the silver-haired cultivator across from him seemed tireless. Logically, launching such powerful attacks consecutively should consume a massive amount of mana.

Ignoring all of that, the triangular-eyed elder opened his mouth again and spat. A blood-red drum appeared, with a huge blood wolf pattern on it, its mouth open in a menacing roar, as if about to choose someone to devour.

Behind the blood-red drum, there was also a mallet as tall as a person. The blood-red drum pulsated with countless bloody talismans. Suddenly, it was another top-grade talisman spirit magic weapon, its aura no less than that of the Fire Jiao Arrow.

Lu Xiaitian's heart skipped a beat. Those who could come to such a place were definitely not ordinary people.

The triangular-eyed elder was controlling his Dan Yuan magic weapon and the Earthsplitter Blade, while simultaneously flying forward several dozen feet. He held a drumstick in each hand.

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"Aw!" The mallet struck the blood-red drum, but it wasn't an ordinary worldly sound. It was like a terrifyingly powerful blood demon wolf howling, circles of bloody energy rippling outward from the blood-red drum like water waves.

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On the water's surface, a powerful and agile blood wolf leaped out, clashing with a fire dragon formed from arrows that roared towards it. The lion and dragon tumbled in the air, neither yielding to the other.

At this time, the triangular-eyed elder had to focus on controlling the drumsticks, and the red long staff, a magic weapon controlled by his dan yuan power, was lacking in strength. The situation where it was beginning to suppress the ethereal sword was now even.

Seeing that the Fierce Dragon Arrow was blocked by the blood-red drum of this three-eyed old man, he had seen the power of spirit talismans before when he was in the Floating Palace, from Wang Du怪. He knew that they did not consume the caster's mana, and high-level spirit talismans were formidable.

Lu Xia Tian paused for a moment, then cast a distant glance in Du Feng Hu's direction. He ignored him completely, sheathed the Huo Jiao Arrow, and with a slight movement of his feet, his body flowed like a swallow scooping water, skimming lightly over the ground. Facing the three-eyed elder's blood-red drum, he didn't flinch or dodge, instead flying past at an astonishing speed.

Du Fenghu felt a jolt in his heart when he saw Lu Xiaotien's gaze sweeping over him. His national character face contorted with furrowed brows. The battle at Zhenwei Houfu, deeply etched in his memory, was where this man had destroyed his treasured magic weapon, the Ziyan Skull Hammer.

How could he forget that earth-shattering fire dragon bow and arrow, the one from their battle It had been broken back then. But to think it was repaired, and even more powerful than before!

Although the aura had changed somewhat, Lu Xia Tian's methods were eerily similar to those used before. If he couldn't recognize the silver-haired cultivator before him as the same man in black he had encountered at Hou Zhenwei's residence, then he might as well just give up.

The silver-haired cultivator recognized him as well, it was obvious. Even though they had a past grievance, he dared to fight the triangular-eyed elder who was also quite skilled. Du Fenghu thought he wouldn't do such a foolish thing. This silver-haired cultivator wasn't a fool either. The only explanation was that the other party was confident enough to deal with this triangular-eyed elder.

Thinking back to how Lu Xiaotien had managed to escape unscathed from the attack of that tenth-tier Iron Spine Demon Cat, despite being heavily wounded, and with such confidence, Du Fenghu felt a chill in his heart. Many years had passed since that humiliating defeat, and it had cast a long shadow over him. Even those who once respected him out of fear now barely gave him a second thought.

Du Fenghu had originally been gnashing his teeth with hatred, but now he suddenly found himself, under extreme fear, unable to even think about revenge. If others knew this, they would probably laugh their heads off.

“Let's just take a look first and see.” In the blink of an eye, Du Fenghu made his decision. The elderly couple seemed to have no interest in staying any longer and quickly disappeared into the bushes that reached as high as a person’s waist.

Before Du Fenghu could react, the old man with triangular eyes had already struck the blood-red drum again. The giant wolf conjured from the drum flew into the air and clashed with the fiery dragon arrow.

Two blows struck, and the blood-colored drum's color had dimmed somewhat. The triangular-eyed old man felt a sharp pang in his heart. To fully repair this blood-colored drum, the cost would be enormous. However, the silver-haired cultivator before him attacked relentlessly, wave after wave. Relying solely on his own mana, he was beginning to feel overwhelmed.

"You're courting death!" The triangular-eyed old man saw that Lu Xia Tian was breathing and rushed towards him immediately. He held his drum mallet and smashed it down again. Unexpectedly, the Lu Xia Tian in front of him flickered, dividing into two. Even with his eyesight, he couldn't directly tell which was real and which was fake.

Fortunately, the Blood Wolf Drum's attacking methods weren't limited to a single type. As the drumsticks fell, circles of ripples simultaneously enveloped two figures who were charging towards Lu Xiaitian. One figure couldn't withstand even a moment or two before fading and collapsing. The other, however, accelerated once more.

The old man with triangular eyes raised his drumstick, the Blood Wolf Drum flipped in mid-air once again, shielding Lu Xiaitian's front. The raised drumstick was about to fall. At this moment, Lu Xiaitian had already punched out.

With a deafening boom, the drum mallet and Lu Xiaoxian's punch struck the drum simultaneously. In this split second, Lu Xiaoxian used his secondary soul to control the Floating Sword as it retreated rapidly, allowing him to channel enough mana. This punch, infused with mana, his physical strength as a cultivator, and the power drawn from Swallowing Soul, erupted with Lu Xiaoxian's full attacking force. While Fire Dragon Arrows were undeniably deadly, their power wasn't refined, and at a distance, they couldn't be fully utilized. Cultivators excelled in close combat, not long-range duels like other cultivators. Only at such close quarters could they unleash their true potential.

While the old man with triangular eyes controlled the crimson spear, because his primordial spirit was not as powerful as Lu Xia Tian's, he naturally couldn't control it as skillfully as Lu Xia Tian. His movements were inevitably a bit slower.

As the blood wolf drums sounded, two voices arose. The old man with triangular eyes only felt an irresistible force surging from the surface of the blood lion drum.

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