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第两千一百九十九章 处处受制

The two faced off again, and Lin Xuan's face no longer showed any trace of contempt.

No wonder the HeavenlyXuan Sword Sovereign was hailed as the first person below the Shenxi stage in their sect. He truly had some skills.

Just this tearing-space technique alone, looking at the entire East Sea cultivation realm—whether it be the Three Demonic Emperors or the Six Sea Kings—no one could do that.

Lin Xuan's senses suddenly went on high alert, but he wasn't even a bit afraid.

While Wenwen's strength was formidable, if she thought she could beat him, that was just a joke.

However, when facing off with him, he needed to be more cautious.

With myriad thoughts passing through his mind, Lin Xuan made his move. He flicked his sleeve and a cone-shaped treasure flew out. This treasure was red in color, with arcs of electricity swirling around it, and faintly emitting tiny runes.

The HeavenlyWǎn Sword Sovereign's eyesight was no joke either; her face tightened as she saw the item. Her pupils constricted:

"Is this... a dual-element lightning-fire treasure?"

She sucked in a cold breath and flicked her sleeve again, sending out another spell. The sound of metal clashing entered his ears, and five divine swords flew back to form a fan shape before him.

The light flickered, then coalesced into a red light barrier.

Extremely dense, it looked like a shield.

"Oh, this treasure is actually both offensive and defensive?"

Lin Xuan was surprised but didn't change his intentions. Even if it were a shield, he needed to see if it could withstand the attack. His hands moved like butterflies as ten fingers shot out, pure essence qi pouring into the ancient treasure with each movement.

Immediately, thunderous sounds echoed, and the light halo on the lightning-fire cone surged, spreading wildly in all directions. The speed of this treasure's emission doubled, turning into a vague shadow that rushed forward.

Boom!

In the next moment, the lightning-fire clashed against the shield, as if it was roasting the air. The force of impact was shocking; even though HeavenlyXuan knew the power of the lightning-fire cone wasn't to be underestimated, he still didn't expect it to reach such a level.

The only description that fit was terrifying. It was hard to put into words exactly how formidable this was.

After all, his Five Tyrant Sun Swords were both offensive and defensive, with defenses far superior to ordinary shields. He hadn't expected them to show signs of collapse after just one exchange.

This technique must be so fearsome?

HeavenlyXuan's scalp tingled.

Even though the cultivation technique he practiced was known for its ferocity, feeling the speed at which his power was dissipating made him hesitate against Lin Xuan here.

A strange look flashed in his eyes as he slightly shook his shoulders and appeared several feet away.

Pang!

Without the support of his power, that red light barrier was instantly breached.

The five divine swords flew back.

In this round, it seemed HeavenlyXuan wasn't outmatched by the opponent's avoidance technique; he had played a very clever move. A smug look appeared on his face.

"Humph, feeling pleased now is too early."

Lin Xuan's expression showed a hint of disdain. Although he was much younger than the other, his experience in combat was unparalleled—how could he be easily led by him?

Combat required rhythm, and Lin Xuan preferred to control it himself.

Although HeavenlyXuan had temporarily escaped from the lightning-fire cone, Lin Xuan wasn't done yet. He raised both hands and quickly formed a talisman while muttering an arcane incantation.

With his opponent's strength not weak, he wanted to test out his newly cultivated divine power.

Lin Xuan's incantation was short. A torrent of dark qi surged from his body. HeavenlyXuan's eyes widened; how had Lin Xuan's power suddenly changed?

Was Lin Xuan a dual-cultivator of the Dao and the Way of Evil? However, two completely different cultivation techniques—how could that be possible?

His thoughts raced as he didn't have time to wait for confirmation. A look of ferocity appeared on his face as he clapped his hands together and pushed them forward.

Swoosh-swoosh!

A hundred sword qi suddenly appeared, rushing towards Lin Xuan with a powerful momentum, not inferior to the attacks from ordinary cultivators' treasures.

Lin Xuan's expression changed dramatically. The dark figure behind him took shape—a black tiger as dark as ink with fiery red eyes, over several dozen feet long, far more ferocious than any common tiger. It roared and pounced on the sword qi with its front claws.

The sound of raindrops hitting banana leaves filled his ears—popping sounds non-stop.

Those sword qi actually couldn't harm the dark figure. HeavenlyXuan was once again stunned but at least gained time to make a move.

The five divine swords converged into one, and an oddly-shaped treasure appeared in his sight. It looked like a sword, but compared to ordinary ones, it had blades on both ends.

HeavenlyXuan's shoulders shook as he blurred again, this time turning into five figures. They were identical in appearance, holding divine swords, and fiercely charging at Lin Xuan.

Trying to confuse him with illusions?

Lin Xuan laughed.

It was like a clown trying to play a musician.

Silver light flashed in his eyes as he casually waved his right hand forward.

Due to the sleeve covering his palm, it was hard to discern his intention. However, HeavenlyXuan's back bristled; an alert suddenly arose.

This intuitive sense was usually very accurate, so he didn't dare take it lightly. He moved to the left at the last moment, sidestepping half a foot away from danger.

Then, he felt a heat on his shoulder as a black sharpness pierced through him. Blood gushed out like a fountain.

How close!

HeavenlyXuan was drenched in cold sweat. The sharpness, though only thumb-sized, had speed and force that left him speechless—far beyond ordinary five-element spells. His protective aura was as weak as tofu; it didn't slow down the attack at all.

Lin Xuan sighed. This old man truly was formidable; he managed to dodge the Black Spirit Drilling under such circumstances. He thought this strike would end the battle.

After taking such a heavy beating, most people might have submitted, but HeavenlyXuan couldn't afford to lose.

He had staked his reputation and honor on this. If he conceded now, what face could he have as the Sword Peak Master?

In fact, he wouldn't even be able to survive in the Cloud Conceal Sect.

All or nothing!

HeavenlyXuan took a deep breath despite his left shoulder's injury and fiercely charged at Lin Xuan.

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