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第一千九百四十三章 铁羽飞蝗刀

Chapter 1943: Iron Feather Flying Locust Blade

Lin Xuan's face showed no signs of surprise or joy. He raised his right hand and flicked a finger towards the front.

Instantly, a loud crackling sound echoed as those ice spikes and arrows trembled slightly before being launched forward with the force of powerful bows and crossbows.

A dense shower of arrows obscured several miles around, creating an intimidating spectacle.

The True Immortal Li Hai's eyes narrowed. His expression turned grim, but he showed little fear. He raised his left hand, and a banner appeared in his palm.

This banner was no more than a foot long, seemingly unremarkable at first glance. However, it bore several ancient characters that stood out.

These characters were extremely complex and clearly had nothing to do with human script; they belonged to the demon race's language.

Most ordinary cultivators would not recognize them, but Lin Xuan, in his leisure time, loved reading extensively and had seen countless ancient texts. As a cultivator, he also possessed the ability of instant recall, so he recognized some of these characters.

However, he did not fully understand all of them, recognizing only half of them at most.

"Quickly!"

As soon as Li Hai spoke, one character on the banner began to glow brightly and became clearly visible.

Lin Xuan could see it was the character "守" (to guard).

Wu...

A buzzing sound filled his ears as a golden cloud appeared, enveloping the old monster's figure.

Lin Xuan showed a trace of surprise in his eyes but continued his attack without pause.

In the next moment, the ice spikes and arrows rained down like a fierce storm. They flashed briefly before turning the golden cloud into a honeycomb.

Though it looked impressive, Lin Xuan did not show any signs of joy on his face.

All attacks had missed their mark!

The purple cloud was empty; all the attacks fell mysteriously into thin air.

Lin Xuan frowned.

"Space technique!"

His experience was vast. He immediately understood the complexity of this cloud. In essence, it utilized spatial secrets to create a certain displacement, making it appear as though they hit when in reality, it was just an optical illusion.

Indeed, it was an illusion—quite different from hallucinations but equally troublesome.

Lin Xuan's lips curled into a cold smile. He raised his right hand, and an ancient-looking spear appeared.

As the saying goes: "To counter poison with poison." A spatial technique required a spatial artifact to counter it.

Lin Xuan infused his essence energy into the spear. The surface of the weapon was covered in faint runes that shimmered with green light. His right hand swung down fiercely.

Sizzling sounds filled the air as an ominous aura surged forth, accompanied by countless runes appearing and disappearing on the spear's surface.

These characters were ancient and peculiar, somewhat similar to those carved on the banner.

Clearly, they belonged to the demon race's language.

Next, these characters flashed and formed a circle. A bizarre yet intricate array appeared before them.

Then, a crescent-shaped light blade emerged!

Unlike ordinary light blades, this one was imbued with a miniature array, significantly enhancing its power.

This made it far more formidable than regular attacks.

Li Hai's expression changed as he felt the rule-like essence within the artifact.

However, it was too late to dodge. In an instant, the light blade pierced through the mist ahead, leaving no obstruction behind. It even distorted space in its wake, and the pale golden mist was swept away effortlessly.

Simultaneously, a furious scream echoed, and blood rained down as Li Hai lost half his arm.

Seeing Lin Xuan's artifact, his face showed both shock and fear, along with malice and greed. The complexity of his expressions was hard to describe.

He spoke slowly: "The treasure in your hand is clearly from our demon race. Where did you get it?"

"You have no say in this," Lin Xuan's lips curled into a cold smile. He did not deny the claim, as those demonic characters were too conspicuous: "Demon race treasures? So what? In the cultivation world, might makes right. Your envy is useless."

Before he could finish speaking, his right hand moved again, and a buzzing sound filled the air. The bizarre light blade reappeared.

An ominous aura surged forth, falling fiercely upon the opponent.

Li Hai's expression turned pale with shock. He had just suffered greatly; it would be foolish to repeat that mistake. He did not dare confront this object directly. With a wave of his sleeves, he threw two thunderballs.

Boom!

A loud crackling sound filled the air as the thunderballs' power was insufficient to match the light blade but still managed to slow its advance.

Li Hai then retreated, but Lin Xuan's combat experience was rich; the attacks continued non-stop.

Blue light shone brightly as a water element dragon formed from the汇聚的水元气和法理,扑向了他。

裂空真人的瞳孔微缩。无奈之下,他抖动了一下手,蛇骨鞭脱手而出,在妖气中转折,黑芒大作,

在滚滚妖气之中化为了一条粗如桶的巨蟒,表面鳞甲遍布,头上还长着半尺来长的角,狰狞程度丝毫不逊于蛟龙。

顿时魔蟒和厉蛟互相缠绕,狠狠地撕咬在一起了。

然而并非不分胜负。仅仅几个回合后,那魔蟒明显抵挡不住,被逼落至下风。

裂空真人大惊失色,虽然早就猜到对方不好对付,但林轩之强还是远远超出他的想象。

自己堂堂洞玄期的妖修,居然步步受制,完全不是对手。

而且对方还步步紧逼,简直欺人太甚!

是可忍,孰不可忍!

老虎不发威,你真当自己是病猫了。

裂空真人的目光中厉芒一闪,背后的翅膀骤然展开,黑芒流转,一根根铁羽激射而出,浮现于身前。

妖气如墨,那些羽毛已经变成了黑色的飞刀,长数寸有余,看上去锋利无比。

不过最可怕的还是数量,层层叠叠,挤满了半边天幕,起码有成千上万柄之多。

火海是什么林轩未曾见过,而眼前的一幕,称之为刀山绝不为过。

“小子,就让你见识一下我的铁羽飞蝗刀威力如何。”

裂空真人大喝一声,两手在空中连连点出。顿时凄厉的破空声传入耳中,如同炒豆子般密集,数以万计的铁羽向着林轩激射而去。

方圆数里都被遮蔽,根本躲无可躲,林 Xuan 的脸色顿时阴沉下来了。

高手一出手,就知道有没有。这铁羽飞蝗刀的威力绝对远非一般的法宝可以比拟,自己如果轻心大意,恐怕也会吃不小的亏。

今天早上有事,更新晚了点,抱歉。

贺兰山的魂道友又打赏了十一万币,真是太慷慨了,幻雨是无以为报啊,谢谢魂盟主,谢谢各位道友的支持!~!

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