However, the scenario that Lin Xiuyuan was expected to be defeated and suppressed by the Falling Mountain Hammer due to insufficient magical power did not occur. Instead, the opponent continued to maintain a strong posture.
This made the two heroes of Xixia realize that something was wrong, and they couldn't understand why Lin Xiuyuan, a cultivator at the early stage of the Purple Mansion realm, could actually surpass their combined strength in a contest of magical power.
"I'm probably doomed today, brother... I'll hold the fort, you run!"
The short, thin old man spoke with great difficulty, his face a deep, sickly pale white.
"Ha, you think you can just leave? You think I'm some kind of philanthropist?!"
"Since you were born in the same year and month, you should die in the same year and month!"
Lin Xiuyuan sneered and activated the Wind-Fixing Command even more fiercely, continuously depleting the power of the Falling Mountain Hammer.
He possesses the amplification effect of profound magical talismans, making his magical power comparable to that of a mid-stage Purple Mansion cultivator. Furthermore, his cultivation techniques far surpass those of his opponent. The Mysterious Treasure Talisman Technique inherently possesses the characteristic of abundant magical power, and his magical power is further restored by numerous top-tier medicinal herbs.
Secondly, the Wind-Stabilizing Token he wielded was for the inheritance of ancient treasures, which was extremely compatible with his own personality.
The opponent's Falling Hammer was a rare treasure, and its power at this level was insufficient to reach such a level. The two heroes of Xixia used a secret technique to activate it, and naturally, it was difficult to maintain such power. Once they could not suppress it in one fell swoop, the decline in power would be irreversible.
A combination of factors led to this outcome.
At that moment, Huo Yun suddenly turned around, no longer chasing after those rogue cultivators. Her pair of cold and fierce vertical pupils stared straight at the two heroes of Xixia. She opened her mouth and spat out a black fire pupil, which immediately spread out in waves of black light.
Faced with the overwhelming power of the Falling Hammer, Lin Xiuyuan wasn't initially confident he could completely withstand it. He made two preparations: he had Huo Yun activate her Black Flame Eyes early on, preparing to either join forces to resist or seize an opportunity to escape…
Now, the power of the Blackfire Eyes has spread far and wide, becoming the final straw that broke the camel's back.
With their own defenses at stake, the two heroes of Xixia had no strength left to activate the Falling Mountain Hammer. In the end, the black light of the Falling Mountain Hammer dimmed, and its spiritual energy fluctuations quickly dissipated, completely suppressed by the Wind-Fixing Decree.
Lin Xiuyuan waved his command, and three tornadoes, carrying the force of thunder, roared and swept towards the two heroes of Xixia!
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"Hurry up."
Seeing that the situation was hopeless, but his younger brother had not retreated, the short, thin old man couldn't help but shout loudly, spitting out streams of blood essence, and forming a hand seal to send a spell into the air.
Instantly, the Dharma seal shone brightly, casting a hazy glow that enveloped them.
This caused the black and red ripples that spread from the Black Flame Eye to immediately freeze.
But when he saw the three tornadoes sweeping in, a look of despair flashed in the eyes of the short, thin old man.
"Brother, let's go together!"
After the short, stout old man finished speaking, he bit his tongue, and his essence blood flowed out in a rush. He made a hand seal with one hand, and the essence blood flowed strangely, converging towards his palm.
His aura instantly became weak and feeble, showing that he was about to fight desperately.
"Hurry up and leave! As long as we're alive, we can always fight again! Otherwise, I won't die in peace today. You can take revenge for me another day."
The short, thin old man cried out in grief and rushed forward.
At the same time, his essence and blood surged out wildly, as if without reservation.
In the blink of an eye, his body became even thinner, as if he were just a skin and bones. His hair turned white and his breath became extremely weak, as if he had exhausted his life force!
"elder brother!"
Upon seeing this, the short, stout old man's eyes widened in fury. He knew his elder brother was leaving no room for retreat, sacrificing his life to prevent him from escaping unscathed!
As a cultivator, he was decisive and resolute. The short, stout old man suppressed his grief and, with intense hatred in his eyes, transformed into a streak of light and disappeared into the distance.
As the short, thin old man unleashed his full power, the once-weakened Falling Hammer seemed to be revitalized, trembling violently and emitting a faint, eerie light.
However, the combined power of the two of them was only slightly stronger than the Wind-Stabilizing Token. Now, what could this short, thin old man do? Even if he fought desperately, it would be nothing more than a futile struggle.
Lin Xiuyuan manipulated a tornado, which instantly suppressed the situation.
The short, thin old man, in a desperate struggle, unleashed a surge of magical power, transforming himself into a ball of blazing yellow light as he charged into the two oncoming tornadoes, attempting to halt their advance and buy his brother a chance to escape.
The moment he rushed into the two tornadoes, endless wind blades howled and were sharp. The spiritual light around him dimmed instantly, and his flesh and blood seemed to be eroded by endless sharp energy. In the blink of an eye, he was covered in blood!
Flesh and blood gradually scattered and turned into pieces.
But it also successfully created some obstacles...
He turned his head and glanced at the receding figure of the short, stout old man, which was reflected in his eyes.
A look of relief immediately appeared on his face, along with a sense of inexplicable ease.
Back then, due to natural disasters and wars, the two brothers became orphans and depended on each other for survival. Moreover, they had unusual physical characteristics from a young age and were often bullied and ridiculed by the villagers. They had no choice but to bow their heads under the eaves of the village, and often made themselves into dwarf clowns for people's amusement in order to get a bite to eat.
Later, while hunting in the mountains together, the two brothers obtained immortal cultivation techniques and embarked on the path of cultivation.
Although he was only at the initial stage of Qi Refining, barely old enough to wield a spoon, he possessed extraordinary power, easily slaughtering a village of a hundred households and venting all the pent-up anger in his heart.
This ignited their yearning for the path to immortality. They left the mountains to seek immortal opportunities. One possessed four spiritual roots, the other three. They had reached this point thanks to the unity of their brothers, whose strength could break even metal. Furthermore, having suffered greatly in their early years, they had developed a shrewd and worldly way of dealing with people. They were already adept at navigating the cutthroat world of cultivation and were quite adapted to it.
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