Chapter 1669: Duel of Two Spatial Manipulators

A dozen Ten-thousand-pattern Saint Weapons burst with complete power and the two red angels who were already hurt spat out blood from the attacks. The four wings that they used as defense were battered and bloody.

After the recovery period earlier, Feng Jian’s broken arms were reconnected, but he was attacked by his side again. He felt very annoyed and yelled, “Cang Qing, what are you doing?”

The dozen Heaven Field beings outside the spatial maze were covered in sweat. They tried their hardest to control the Ten-thousand-pattern Saint Weapons, but they were still late. The ten beheaded Saint Kings had already gotten killed because of them and they’d committed a horrible crime.

The Saint King named Cang Qing hurriedly explained, “This area is very strange. The space is distorted. We can’t control how our weapons fly.”

“A spatial formation. It definitely is a spatial formation.”

“Everyone, attack with all your might to shatter the formation.”

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The dozen Heaven Field Saint Kings tried their hardest to stimulate the Ten-thousand-pattern Saint Weapons. Swords, pagodas, tripods… They all crashed toward the formation. A large mass of complete power burst forth at every moment.

But most of this power landed on Qiong Lin, Feng Jian, and the others.

One four-winged red angel was extremely pale. “Save me,” he begged Qiong Lin. “I…can’t keep going…”

A shimmering white rune hovered above Qiong Lin’s head. The white light was like a lotus that blocked all attacks for him. Hearing the cry for help, Qiong Lin walked toward that four-winged red angel and dragged him into the proximity of the white lotus.

“You two hurry over too,” Qiong Lin said. “If the four of us are together, then we can protect ourselves even in this chaotic space.”

Feng Jian was about to walk toward the white lotus when a pained cry sounded beside him.

Around ten steps away from him, another four-winged red angel stepped into a spatial trap and was torn apart instantly, dying on the spot.

Feng Jian trembled, growing hesitant.

“It’s best not to walk around. What if I step into a spatial whirlpool too?”

Feng Jian stared at the human scholar with fear deep in his eyes.

Before, he only knew that the Ancient Ways were irresistible, but he rarely encountered cultivators of the same generation that could cultivate an Ancient Way to this level. This clash hurt him psychologically.

After mistakenly killing ten Saint Kings, Feng Jian didn’t dare to step forward.

His arms and legs were all restricted. No matter how strong his cultivation was, what use was it?

In the future, I must prepare one or two trump cards that can counter spatial power.” As the leader of a large world, Feng Jian felt very annoyed.

Growing cautious, he looked forward.

He saw that there was a broad sword in the human scholar’s hands now. A layer of Sword Way Xuangang appeared on the blade. The sword was brought down and a beam of Xuangang flew toward him.

Sword Way Xuangang was known to have indestructible attack power and could even penetrate mid-level spells.

“You’re finally attacking me. Unfortunately, your attainment in the Sword Way isn’t bad, but your own cultivation is still really low.” Feng Jian himself was a top Sword Way genius, so he didn’t fear any sword attacks.

The Sword Way Xuangang was only three feet long. It couldn’t be compared to the length of his own. From this, it was evident that the other’s cultivation wasn’t very high.