Chapter 21

"Deceived?"

"Damn it! This is bad!"

Su Shier's breath caught, and his heart sank to the bottom of his stomach.

He couldn't figure out when the switch had been made. But he also knew that now wasn't the time to dwell on it.

Fortunately, it was still a defensive talisman. Without much thought, he hurriedly channeled his true essence into it.

In the next second, the ground rumbled, and the earth and stones rose to form a defensive shield.

At the same time, he pushed off the ground with his toes, using the Phantom Step technique in conjunction with the Wind Calling Spell to forcefully pull his body backward and upward.

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

The four defensive talismans transformed into four earth and stone shields, overlapping one another.

Even so, Su Shier still felt uneasy. Just as he was about to throw out more defensive talismans—

"Bang, bang, bang..."

In an instant, two sword beams shot past.

In front of the sword beams, the four earth and stone shields seemed as fragile as paper. The sword beams easily pierced through the shields and struck Su Shier directly.

"Hisss..."

A shallow cross-shaped sword mark immediately appeared on his chest.

Fresh blood flowed from his body, and the pain made Su Shier draw a sharp breath.

He had been too careless! A Fifth Stage Qi Condensation cultivator was indeed not easy to deal with!

If it weren't for the four defensive talismans that had mitigated most of the attack, the two sword beams would have torn him apart.

Su Shier steadied himself, landing on a towering tree with the help of the wind. He quickly took out three Small Recovery Pills, crushed them, and sprinkled them on his wounds.

The Small Recovery Pills were healing medicines that could be taken internally or applied externally.

At this moment, amidst the flames, the young man in the headband finally emerged. A faint blood-red aura covered his body, and his face and body were covered with many cuts and burns from porcelain bottle fragments.

He held a two-foot-long white smoke-colored sword, exhaled a mouthful of turbid air, and cursed fiercely in his heart: This damn bastard, so treacherous! If it weren't for the Blood Light Shield I cultivated just the other day, I would have lost half my life this time.

Staring at Su Shier, the young man in the headband was enraged, his face twisted in a hideous expression.

"Very well! It seems you've bought quite a few talismans! Let me see how many you have left!"

"Wind Slash!"

The corner of the young man's mouth curled up, revealing a cruel smile. He channeled a torrent of true essence into the sword and swept it. This time, four sword beams shot out, forming a cross shape, emitting a fierce aura.

Four sword beams? This is too unfair!

Su Shier couldn't help but draw a sharp breath. He knew that the four sword beams were powerful, and he must not be hit again.

Facing the four incoming sword beams, he took a deep breath and leaped.

A whirlwind appeared simultaneously, carrying him upward.

The sword beams sliced through, and the towering tree, over ten meters tall, was split into pieces.

In mid-air, Su Shier was terrified.

"Is this the attack method of a sword cultivator? This is too frightening, powerful, and completely unaffected by the Wind Calling Spell and other spells?!"

"No, just dodging won't work. I don't have many defensive talismans left, and this level of spell activation consumes true essence too quickly!"

"I must end this quickly!"

After a moment's hesitation, Su Shier's eyes hardened. He hid all his attack talismans in his sleeves and charged at the opponent with the help of the wind.

In the air, he used the wind to constantly change his form, not giving the opponent a chance to attack. In a flash, he was in front of the opponent.

"Eight Extremes Mountain Collapse!"

At the moment of close combat, he suddenly roared, decisively activating the Eight Trigrams Eight Extremes Fist, striking down from above.

"Warrior's technique? Overestimating yourself! Do you really think I don't know your plan? Trying to break my Blood Light Shield with those trash talismans? Daring to get close to me, go to the netherworld!"

Facing Su Shier's attack, the young man in the headband sneered, raised his sword, and bluntly exposed Su Shier's intentions.

At such close range, he didn't think Su Shier 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 Shier didn't throw out the attack talismans; instead, he suddenly had a one-foot-long sword in his hand.

It was the white mist sword he had obtained four years ago, which had been hidden in his sword pouch.

"You were hiding a flying sword? Unfortunately, do you think you have a chance against a sword cultivator?" Seeing the sudden appearance of a one-foot-long flying sword in Su Shier's hand, the young man in the headband was initially stunned, then burst into laughter.

As a sword cultivator, he was confident in his sword skills. Moreover, his cultivation was originally stronger than the person in front of him.

However, to be on the safe side, he still attached a few defensive talismans to his body.

He lightly swirled the flying sword in his hand, raised it, and with a "clang," easily blocked Su Shier's sword strike.

Seeing this, he finally relaxed. So easily blocked, this kid's sword skills are really terrible. It seems he's really out of moves.

With a thought, the young man in the headband immediately channeled his true essence into the sword, preparing to finish the job.

But at that moment, a "crack" was heard, and the sword in his hand shattered on the spot.

The true essence in his body had nowhere to go.

"What? You... this is actually a high-grade magical artifact?! How is this possible..."

The young man in the headband finally realized what was happening, his heart trembling, and he let out a shocked cry. Before he could finish speaking, he realized the situation was dire and hurriedly tried to retreat.

But Su Shier's sword showed no mercy. As soon as it severed the opponent's flying sword, it continued to slice down. He didn't have the opponent's advanced sword skills; he had been waiting for this moment.

Even with the high-grade magical artifact, the Blood Light Shield around the young man in the headband was difficult to withstand.

The sword beam flashed, and a gush of fresh blood spurted out, followed by an arm flying into the air.

"Puff! Ah~~~"

The young man in the headband fell into a pool of blood, unable to suppress a piercing, painful cry.

At this moment, he was filled with deep regret!

If he had known that Su Shier had a high-grade magical artifact, he would never have let him get so close.

What was once a great advantage had been reversed in an instant. Now, with his arm severed, he was severely injured, and his combat ability was greatly reduced.

On the other hand, Su Shier, having landed a successful strike, did not hesitate. He immediately channeled his true essence into the white mist sword.

The white mist sword trembled slightly, emitting a bright light, and a sharp sword beam shot out, heading straight for the young man's neck.

Although he had severely injured the opponent with one strike, he did not dare to be complacent. This was a Fifth Stage Qi Condensation cultivator; who knew if he had any other cards up his sleeve!

Since four years ago, when he almost died from a counterattack by a fierce tiger, he had become exceptionally cautious. Otherwise, he wouldn't have noticed this guy following him in the first place.