"Tricked?"

"Damn it! This is bad!"

Su Shi'er's breath caught, and his heart sank instantly.

He couldn't figure out when the switch happened. But he knew now wasn't the time to dwell on it.

Fortunately, it was still a defensive talisman. Without further thought, he quickly channeled his True Essence into it.

In the next moment, the ground rumbled, and earth and stones gathered to form a defensive shield.

At the same time, he pushed off the ground with his toes, using the Shadowless Phantom Steps combined with Wind Summoning to propel himself backward and upward.

As he retreated, to be safe, he threw out three more defensive talismans.

Four defensive talismans transformed into four overlapping earth and stone shields.

Even so, Su Shi'er still felt uneasy. Just as he was about to throw out more talismans—

"Bang, bang, bang..."

In an instant, two Sword Lights shot past.

In front of the Sword Light, the four earth and stone shields were like paper. The Sword Light easily pierced through them and landed squarely on Su Shi'er.

"Hiss..."

As the Sword Light cut through, a shallow cross-shaped sword mark appeared on his chest.

Blood flowed from his body, and the pain made Su Shi'er gasp.

Careless! A cultivator at the fifth level of the Qi Refining stage is indeed tough to deal with!

If not for the four defensive talismans absorbing most of the attack, those two Sword Lights would have torn him apart.

Still shaken, Su Shi'er landed on a towering tree with the help of the wind and quickly took out three Healing Pills, crushing them and applying them to his wound.

Healing Pills are medicinal herbs for healing, usable both internally and externally.

At this moment, amidst the flames, the turbaned youth emerged. A faint blood-red, eerie light shield covered his body, and his face and body bore numerous cuts from porcelain shards and burn marks.

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Holding a two-foot-long white mist-colored sword, he exhaled a breath of turbid air and cursed inwardly: That damned bastard, so insidious! If I hadn't just cultivated the blood light shield yesterday, I'd have lost half my life, if not more.

Glaring at Su Shi'er, the turbaned youth was furious, his face twisted with rage.

"Very well! Looks like you've bought quite a few talismans! Let's see how many you have left!"

"Swift Wind Slash!"

The turbaned youth smirked cruelly, pouring True Essence into his sword, sweeping it. This time, four Sword Lights flew out, forming a cross shape, exuding a fierce aura.

Four Sword Lights? That's just unfair!

Su Shi'er couldn't help but gasp. He knew these four Sword Lights were powerful, and he couldn't afford to be hit again.

Facing the incoming Sword Lights, he took a deep breath and leaped.

A whirlwind appeared, carrying him higher.

Then, as the Sword Lights passed, the towering tree, over ten meters tall, was shattered into pieces.

In mid-air, Su Shi'er watched, his heart pounding.

"Is this the attack method of a sword cultivator? It's terrifying, powerful, and unaffected by Wind Summoning or other spells!"

"No, just dodging isn't a solution. I'm running low on defensive talismans, and using spells at this level drains True Essence too quickly!"

"I must end this quickly!"

After a moment's hesitation, Su Shi'er steeled his gaze, hiding all his attack talismans in his sleeve, and dove towards his opponent with the wind.

In the air, he constantly shifted his position with the wind, giving his opponent no chance to attack, and in a flash, he was in front of him.

"Octapolar Avalanche!"

At close range, he shouted fiercely, decisively launching the Eight Trigrams Eight Extremes Fist from above, smashing towards his opponent.

"A martial artist's move? Foolish! Do you think I don't know your plan? Using those trash talismans to break my blood light shield? If you dare come close, prepare to die!"

Facing Su Shi'er's attack, the turbaned youth sneered, raising his sword, bluntly revealing Su Shi'er's intent.

At such close range, he didn't believe Su Shi'er could dodge.

As for the so-called talisman attack, even if it could break his blood light shield, he was confident he could withstand it.

"Swish!"

But at the moment of engagement, Su Shi'er didn't throw out any attack talismans. Instead, a one-foot-long sword appeared in his hand.

It was the White Mist Sword he had obtained four years ago, always hidden in his sword pouch.

"So you had a hidden Flying Sword? But playing with swords in front of a sword cultivator, do you think you stand a chance?" Seeing the sudden appearance of a one-foot Flying Sword in Su Shi'er's hand, the turbaned youth was first stunned, then burst into laughter.

As a sword cultivator, he had confidence in his swordsmanship. Moreover, his cultivation level was higher than the person before him.

However, to be safe, he still stuck a few defensive talismans on himself.

Then, with a flick of his wrist, he twirled the Flying Sword into a sword flower, and with a sweep, easily blocked Su Shi'er's strike with a clang.

Seeing this, he relaxed completely. Being blocked so easily, this kid's swordsmanship was truly pathetic. It seemed he was out of tricks.

With a shift in thought, the turbaned youth immediately channeled True Essence into his sword, preparing to strike decisively.

But at that moment, with a "crack!" sound, the sword in his hand shattered on the spot.

The True Essence within him had nowhere to go.

"What? You... you have a High Grade Ritual Artifact? How is this possible..."

The turbaned youth finally realized, his heart trembled, and he exclaimed in shock. Before he could finish, he sensed danger and hurriedly tried to retreat.

But Su Shi'er's sword showed no mercy, cutting through the opponent's Flying Sword and continuing its arc. He didn't have the opponent's superior swordsmanship; he had been waiting for this moment.

In front of a High Grade Ritual Artifact, no matter how resilient the blood light shield around the turbaned youth was, it couldn't withstand it.

The Sword Light flashed by, and a spray of blood splattered, sending an arm flying.

"Ugh! Ah~~~"

The turbaned youth fell into a pool of blood, unable to suppress a scream of agony.

At this moment, he was filled with deep regret!

If he had known earlier that Su Shi'er had a High Grade Ritual Artifact, he would never have allowed him to get so close.

The advantage he had was overturned in an instant. Now, with his arm severed, he was severely injured, and his combat ability greatly diminished.

In contrast, Su Shi'er, having succeeded with one strike, didn't hesitate for a moment. He immediately channeled True Essence into the White Mist Sword.

The White Mist Sword trembled slightly, its light intensified, and a sharp Sword Light shot out, aiming straight for the turbaned youth's neck.

Although he had severely injured his opponent with one strike, he dared not be careless. This was a cultivator at the fifth level of the Qi Refining stage; who knew what other tricks he might have!

Since nearly being killed by a tiger's counterattack four years ago, he had become extremely cautious. Otherwise, he wouldn't have noticed this guy following him from the start.

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