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第两千三百三十一章 两个弱点

The rumbling sound filled his ears. The force vortex was golden, emitting a powerful suction from within.

It felt like the legendary black hole.

Lin Xuan’s combat power, relying solely on his fists without using any treasure, was still formidable.

With a wave of his sleeves, a small black drum appeared in mid-air. Then, with a flick of his right hand, a Daoist technique shot out from his fingertips and landed on the drum surface. The treasure rapidly expanded.

“Dong!”

The black sound waves, soul-shattering and bone-tingling, spread at an alarming speed towards all directions. Even the Yangzhiliao bird couldn’t escape its grasp.

The叠加 effects would surely bind this demon nest even if it had true spirit bloodline temporarily.

Then Lin Xuan raised his right hand again, emitting a dragon’s roar. The Nine Palaces Momentary Sword rushed up to the sky and met the wind, suddenly growing into nine swords of divine light. They then converged in the middle, making the red glow more dazzling. The nine swords disappeared, replaced by a giant sword over ten zhang long.

He slashed at the Yangzhiliao bird’s head!

Lin Xuan had no time to dally here; he didn’t have any interest in fighting this mysterious beast to death.

"Damn it!"

He waved his hands repeatedly and shot out several more Daoist techniques. With each movement, the Nine Palaces Momentary Sword flashed, appearing more before him.

Earlier, it only blocked part of his own treasure. The Nine Palaces Momentary Sword wasn’t just nine; there were a total of eighty-one swords. He truly didn’t believe that a mere Level 1 Profound Cave beast could resist such a refined treasure.

The sword energy like a rainbow appeared, and dozens of divine swords turned into heart-stirring threads, shooting at the demon bird.

A sharp cry echoed as the Yangzhiliao bird broke free from the force vortex and sound wave. Its body was filled with rage, black flames rolling out to envelop its entire form.

Legend had it that phoenixes were not only the king of all birds but also fire deities. As a creature that inherited part of their bloodline, being able to manipulate demon flames was perfectly normal.

The Yangzhiliao bird spread its wings and lightly tapped them, turning countless demon flames into crescent-shaped light arcs, shooting downwards.

After colliding with the Nine Palaces Momentary Sword, dust flew up, blocking his view. It took a while before he could tell who had the upper hand.

For a whole teacup’s time, the divine swords and demon flames clashed fiercely. Eventually, they calmed down.

Both sides seemed evenly matched, but Lin Xuan showed a hint of amusement on his face.

His combat experience was vast, and he noticed several weaknesses or suspicious points about his opponent.

Firstly, while the demon flames were formidable, they were still inferior to the spatial rifts that had just attacked him. Why didn’t the opponent use its stronger techniques?

There could be several possibilities:

1. Hiding strength, which seemed unreasonable given their current state of battle. 2. Limited uses or high cost in terms of essence energy.

He also noticed another weakness: it had blocked his giant sword, showing great strength but fearing ordinary divine swords.

"Ha-ha, I see."

Lin Xuan’s face showed a cold smile. This demon wasn’t as powerful as he imagined; its secret techniques couldn’t be used at will due to limitations and costs.

Although the Yangzhiliao bird was indeed strong, surpassing its peers, it didn’t matter.

He wouldn’t let anyone offend him. Whether they were cultivators, ancient demons, or beasts, he would make them suffer for their actions.

Roar!

His body filled with rage as he knew his opponent’s weaknesses. This demon posed no threat to him now.

"Quick!"

Lin Xuan pointed at the enemy, and the Nine Palaces Momentary Sword flew around it, continuing to stab wildly. Meanwhile, the Iron Feather Flying Scorpion Saber joined in, creating a whistling sound as it cut through the air.

The soul-shaking drum trembled, its black sound waves spreading out, focusing on the Yangzhiliao bird.

Lin Xuan effortlessly controlled all his treasures. His divine sense was far beyond that of ordinary cultivators.

This wasn’t over yet. He would send this creature to hell for daring to challenge him.

"Want to leave? Not so easy."

Lin Xuan’s cold laughter echoed as he had no intention of letting the Yangzhiliao bird escape.

He came here not to hunt demon beasts but to make his opponent pay for provoking him.

"I will take your crystal nucleus."

His voice declared the fate of this demon. Having been forced into a fight, it couldn’t be in vain; he would make sure the opponent paid the price.

With a wave of his sleeves, another Daoist technique shot out, and twenty-seven divine swords blocked its retreat. This was the benefit of having many treasures to use freely.

The net was already set, leaving only futile resistance for the demon bird.

Seeing the Yangzhiliao bird trapped by his treasures, Lin Xuan’s smile grew more smug.

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