Lan Xudao watched Peng Xuwa return. He didn't consider the woman a worthy opponent, nor anyone in the caravan troupe. He planned to stay back and be a passive spectator while Fei Yun and her root zombies did the work. However, if someone was brazen enough to come at him, that was another matter.
Peng Xuwa performed a martial art. Her battlestaff created countless mirror images as it headed for Lan Xudao.
Lan Xudao's condescending expression never changed. He swung his blue crucifix sword again. It was still a simple slash, without executing any art. The many copies of the battlestaff broke apart the second the real one collided with the crucifix sword. Peng Xuwa lost her balance from the impact.
Lan Xudao reduced his power on this second swing, so Peng Xuwa wasn't pushed back by his force. She was only thrown off balance. His sword twirled, and he made a third swing aimed at her neck.
