Steam Era: The Lord of 'Puluo' Chapter 1363 627: Within My Domain, I Am the Master (Part 4)

Other three-headed people each have their own weapons, every weapon fitting perfectly with their combat style and tactical characteristics.

During the skirmish in the forest, there weren't as many enemies. Li Banfeng took advantage of the ambush, and with Lu Qianjiao's help at the time, he didn't pay attention to the enemy's tactics, nor their equipment.

But now, Li Banfeng couldn't use his technique, his body was uncoordinated, and this issue became somewhat obvious.

One three-headed person slashed down, the blade was very heavy, hard to parry, Li Banfeng barely avoided the cut, staggering himself.

Another three-headed person stabbed from the side, the angle was too tricky to evade, Li Banfeng raised his sickle to parry, missed the defense, and the blade tip grazed his arm.

A three-headed person attacked from behind, using the simplest direct stab, a group of three-headed people immediately followed with direct stabs, all of their combat techniques were very straightforward.

Li Banfeng wanted to dodge, but his feet wouldn't obey; he wanted to parry, but his hands wouldn't listen.

Luckily, this assault was blocked by the Tang Sword. Seeing Li Banfeng's state, even the Tang Sword felt anxious; since Li Banfeng reached the Earth Skin Fifth Layer, he had never been this beleaguered.

A group of interferers continued pouring in distractions, their fixed strategy. Once they have the upper hand, they surely carry out the strategy to the end.

Li Banfeng's head was about to explode; the three-headed people relied on simple and efficient offensives to gradually push Li Banfeng to desperation.

After several exchanges, the Tang Sword and Sickle were struggling, Gloves, Clock Pendulum, Wine Gourd, Judge's Pen, and Old Teapot were busy protecting Li Banfeng, even the Music Box flew up to help block the blades for Li Banfeng.

The confused Li Banfeng had clearly become a burden to the group of magical treasures, leaving them no opportunity to counterattack as they tried to protect him.

The only one who successfully countered was the Projector; it flew into the air, capturing a three-headed person into its film box.

This was its unique Withering Technique, devouring a living person with three heads; the Projector was extremely fatigued, given its current state, the technique could only be used once.

The Projector hovered in the air, observing the simple and pure tactics of the three-headed people, and looking at Li Banfeng's increasingly chaotic state.

Just now, Li Banfeng's left and right hands got tangled and couldn't be undone.

Li Banfeng, seemingly unaware of the urgency, looked at his left and right hands, surprisingly interested in playing cat's cradle with himself.

His steps grew even more confused than before, yet amidst the confusion, there was a certain rhythm, as if he were dancing a highly uncoordinated step.

A line of bayonets thrust forth, Li Banfeng was injured again, blood ran from his shoulder and the crook of his leg.

Blood dripped steadily onto the ground; Li Banfeng was nearly unable to hold on.

The Projector was truly frightened; having followed Li Banfeng for so long, it had never seen such uniformly executed enemy strategies nor a Li Banfeng unable to handle even basic combat techniques.

"Seventh Guide, you're not fit for combat in this state."

Gloves spoke at his ear: "Boss, retreat, this isn't working!"

"It really isn't working, but retreat is absolutely not an option!"

Li Banfeng didn't speak, but Gloves heard someone talking.

Who could it be?

Gloves glanced toward the source of the sound, a three-headed person lay with its heart gouged out, on the ground stood a shadow, holding a shovel.

The Shadow had emerged!

"Boss, the technique worked!" Gloves was thrilled at seeing the Shadow emerge.

Bam!

A muffled sound came from beside; a Shadow used the Path-breaking Technique, ripping open a three-headed person's chest, reaching to extract its heart, then said to Gloves, "Ah Tao, get me a weapon, fighting barehanded won't do!"

Another Shadow appeared!

This is good news!

"Weapons are plentiful!" Gloves tossed a short knife to the Shadow.

The Shadow just received the short knife when someone complained: "Didn't I tell you not to use Traveling Cultivation Technique? Afraid others won't know who you are?"

Gloves turned to look, it was the third Shadow.

"What if they know? Kill them all, leave no survivors, then no one will know!"

The fourth Shadow showed up.

"That's right, no survivors!" Two more Shadows appeared on the left, charging forward stubbornly, making a total of six Shadows.

"It's fine even if there are survivors, we'll send them home!" This wasn't a Shadow; it was Li Banfeng himself.

The Shadows were out, the distractions gone too, Li Banfeng's body gradually regained its coordination.

Li Banfeng laughed loudly, a light halo spread beneath his feet.

Home Cultivation Boundary!

The Seventh Guide used Close Doors and Shut Windows!

In front of everyone, Li Banfeng rarely used Close Doors and Shut Windows, as it would indicate he was a Home Cultivator, and if any survivors escaped, his Taoist Sect would be exposed.

But today, with his thoughts in disarray, he had no apprehensions, Traveling Cultivation sped fast, Home Cultivation Boundary brutally slaughtered. Li Banfeng walked two circles among the crowd, over ten three-headed people fell in succession.

"Come, charge, come one and I'll kill one, come two and I'll take a pair!" Li Banfeng was in high spirits; the light halo suddenly vanished.

Gloves was startled: "Boss, this technique isn't working again!"

Three-headed people reformed their formation, encircling Li Banfeng and the Shadows. Literature Cultivators shouted: "Light comes, four directions shine!"

Again, a Single Word Becomes Reality, the three-headed people's tactics remained simple and efficient. A strong, mysterious light shone around Li Banfeng, severely harming the Shadows, all starting to hide behind one another.

Li Banfeng shouted: "Don't be afraid, there's no light!"

How could there not be light? This was a light created by a group of Literature Cultivators, overexposing all the Projector's film, even Gloves could barely open his eyes.