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Chapter 430

Chapter 430: If I Could Turn Back Time To When I Was Young

Pan Litian’s palms shone with a golden light before it quickly turned red like molten iron . He held the tip of Feng Liu’s sword tightly between his palms . Their Primal Qis and energies battle it out and buzzed loudly .

The golden gourd bottle continued to parry the incoming energy arrows above their heads as loud crashes rang in their ears .

Pan Litian stomped his feet to stabilize himself . He stopped moving backward as Primal Qi erupted from his body .

Bam!

Feng Liu was pushed backward by the sudden blast of energy . His sword flew into the air . He somersaulted a few times before he landed on his feet again . At this moment, he looked at Pan Litian fearfully . His arms had gone numb from this exchange, and he felt a pain in his chest as his blood essence roiled in his body . As the saying went, ‘A starving and emaciated camel is still larger than a horse’ .

At the same time, the wine gourd bottle fell into Pan Litian’s palm .

Whizz!

Shining golden energy wrapped around Pan Litian, completely keeping the incoming energy arrows at bay . Since he possessed a heaven-grade weapon, the sword path elites around him did not dare to recklessly make a move . They only circled in the air, looking for an opening .

“Your cultivation base hasn’t recovered yet, and you’re heavily wounded . However, you’re able to hold for so long . I’m impressed . ” Feng Liu’s gaze was lively .

Pan Litian shook his wine gourd bottle . Unfortunately, it was empty . He had no more wine to drink . “Boring . ”

“It’ll get interesting in a moment!” Feng Liu waved his arm again . The dozen or so sword path cultivators dove with their swords .

“Really?” Pan Litian hurled his wine gourd bottle out again . The gourd bottle shone even more blindingly than before .

Bam! Bam! Bam!

The cultivators were sent flying back . However, the energy arrows did not relent .

“In any case, you won’t be able to last long . ”

Script seals sailed in the air again like fluttering butterflies .

The cultivators from Zhencang Branch disciples surrounded Pan Litian on all sides . They kept making hand signs and condensing their Qis . Script seals and energy seals began to cordon off the area around Pan Litian .

“Script Seal Formation!”

Script seals more powerful than the previous ones flew toward Pan Litian .

Pan Litian’s gourd bottle kept the script seals at bay . It flew at a greater speed . At this moment, he began to cough .

Upon seeing this, an expression of joy appeared on the Zhencang Branch disciples’ faces .

This was their chance!

“Go!”

A circle of cultivators advanced with their script seals .

Pan Litian shouted, “Thoroughly Drunk!”

When the script seal descended, the wine gourd bottle suddenly unleashed dozens of energy seals . Every energy seal was shaped like the wine gourd bottle as they shot in all directions .

Bam! Bam! Bam!

‘Wine gourd bottle seals?’ Feng Liu frowned slightly . He looked at Pan Litian who was at the center of the pincer attack with a grave expression .

At this moment, Pan Litian vanished from sight . He ricocheted through the surroundings like a flitting phantom .

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!

Bam! Bam! Bam!

Two cultivators reeled back . They spat out mouthfuls of blood and died on the spot .

The script seals kept flying toward Pan Litian and landed on the wine gourd bottle energy seals . The collision of energies made the air in the surroundings violently turbulent .

Pan Litian moved as though he was drunk . He tottered and crashed onto someone or something, a wine gourd bottle energy seal would attack in coordination .

For a time, both sides were engaged in an intense battle .

Feng Liu rose into the air and shouted, “Hold him down!” He knew Pan Litian had internal injuries . There would be no problem so long as they could hold him down .

Bam! Bam! Bam!

The script seals were attacking with a much higher frequency .

Feng Liu kept his eyes on the flitting Pan Litian .

“Avatar!”

Whizz!

A Hundred Tribulations Insight with six leaves appeared in the air .

The others summoned their avatars as well . It seemed as though the entire forest was on fire .

The instant Feng Liu summoned his avatar, he looked at Pan Litian’s moving figure and said, “Now!” His sword sailed through the air . With his avatar in tow, he made a beeline for Pan Litian with his sword before him .

Pan Litian instantly felt a chill on his back and turned around .

“Break!” Feng Liu yelled .

Pan Litian instinctively moved his wine gourd bottle energy seal in front of him .

Bam!

This time, Pan Litian was sent flying back . However, he did not fly too far back, and the altitude was not too high . He landed on the ground with a thud .

The script seals and wine gourd bottle energy seals vanished .

The entire place fell silent .

The disciples of the Zhencang Branch looked down from the skies at Pan Litian, who fell on the ground .

Feng Liu’s attack had successfully landed!

Pan Litian lay on the ground as he looked up into the sky . He felt the lump in his chest threatening to escape . He gave a strange, guttural laugh . It was not as if he could not block Feng Liu’s attack, his reflexes merely could not keep up . He had sufficient experience, knowledge, and skills to counter it… Alas, he still could not keep up .

“Accept your fate, old senior…” Feng Liu landed . His sword was in his right hand as he walked toward Pan Litian .

Pan Litian chuckled . He supported his weight with his hands and sat up with great difficulty . “To think that Feng Qinghe taught a disciple like you . ”

Feng Liu did not miss the barb in Pan Litian’s words . He raised his hand and sent a hand seal toward Pan Litian .

The hand seal landed on Pan Litian .

Bam!

Pan Litian defended himself by crossing his arms . He slid backward .

Feng Liu smiled . “The first elite of the Clarity Sect, Pan Litian? You’re nothing . ”

Pan Litian launched into another coughing fit . Blood trickled down the edge of his lips .

Someone from the side said, “Eldest Senior Brother, let’s not waste words with him . The branch master has told us to finish this as quickly as possible . ”

“There’s no need to rush . I’ve never fought an elite such as him before . He’s an Eight-leaf cultivator…” Feng Liu smiled, clearly feeling pleased with himself .

Everyone desired to be respected, to be an elite feared and revered by all .

When Feng Liu saw Pan Litian make no attempt to get up, he raised his hand again and launched another hand seal .

Bam!

Pan Litian slid backward again .

“Senior… Please don’t hold back . I’ve always wanted to witness your glorious strength,” Feng Liu said mockingly as he launched another hand seal .

Bam!

Pan Litian flew backward again!

Feng Liu continued moving forward in this manner while pushing Pan Litian back with his hand seals .

“See? This is the so-called Eight-leaf expert…” Feng Liu reveled in this feeling of trampling on an expert .

Perhaps, Feng Liu was taking too long . One of the disciples called out again, “Eldest Senior Brother, we can’t afford to dally any longer . ”

Feng Liu nodded . His gaze grew colder .

At this moment, the Zhencang Branch disciples surrounded Feng Liu in the air . They looked down at Pan Litian who was lying on the ground .

Feng Liu said, “Old senior… If you have to blame someone, blame yourself for picking the wrong side . ” He raised his sword and wrapped his energy around it, causing the sword to vibrate .

Pan Litian suddenly launched into another violent coughing fit . His chest rose and fell heavily . This released the lump in his chest as he spat out blood . After that, he laughed as he looked at the Zhencang Branch disciples who were looking down at him . He looked at the starry sky and many glorious scenes from days of old flashed before him . He saw himself as a young man full of mettle . He continued to laugh . His laughter rang deafeningly in the air . All of a sudden, he slammed his palms on the ground . “If I could turn back time and become a young man again, I’d wipe those smirks off your faces…”

All of a sudden, Primal Qi surged from his dantian’s sea of Qi and condensed into energy swords that shot in all directions! The energy swords charged toward the cultivators like a storm .

“This is bad! Retreat!” Feng Liu’s eyes widened as he summoned his avatar and retreated as quickly as he could .

The Zhencang Branch disciples retreated as well .

Pan Litian’s gaze was sharp . He summoned his avatar as his energy swords surrounded him . Eight-leaf Golden Lotus, the Hundred Tribulations Insight! With one hand tightly gripping the golden gourd bottle, his eyes were fixed on the retreating Feng Liu!