← 百炼成仙

第两千三百四十七章 黑水修罗刀

However, that was nothing. Even if they discovered he was a cultivator, what could they do about it?

After all, Lin Xuan had no intention of letting the two demons leave alive. As long as they fell, his secret identity would remain hidden.

Both sides were confident in their abilities and there was no turning back; only combat remained.

And it was to be a fight to the death.

Given this, there was nothing to be gained by being polite. The first strike is always best.

Lin Xuan moved.

With a flick of his sleeve, a sharp cone-shaped magical treasure shot out. This treasure was crimson in color and had electric arcs swirling around its surface, with faintly visible符文flashing like grains of rice.

It was an ancient demon's treasure from the Heavenly Corpse Sect, possessing immense power. When Lin Xuan used it in Feiluo City, he spent considerable effort re-cultivating it, changing both its attributes and enhancing its abilities significantly.

The two demons, Tiantai and Liangtai, frowned as they saw this. This little fellow couldn't be underestimated; his first move was a dual-element treasure.

But what of that?

To a Spirit Cultivation stage existence, such power wasn't much to speak of.

The green-armored ancient demon raised his right hand, and the sound of cracking bones filled their ears, accompanied by flickers of black light. His right forearm had vanished, replaced by a scythe-like bone blade with electric arcs swirling around it.

He aimed at Lin Xuan's lightning fire cone and slashed fiercely.

Lin Xuan frowned as he pointed a finger forward. A loud crackling sound echoed, the lightning fire cone becoming even more dazzling. Without retreating, it collided forcefully with the bone blade.

Boom!

The explosion was much louder than expected, akin to a thunderclap on a clear day. From where the lightning fire cone and bone blade met, a black-red electric arc burst forth, expanding outward and enveloping the green-armored ancient demon.

"Brother!"

The woman beside him gasped in shock.

She had been married to this green-armored ancient demon for years; his abilities were well known to her. Unlike ordinary demons, he cultivated an unusual technique that involved using his own body's strength to face opponents instead of relying on magical treasures.

However, saying it was exactly like a beast wasn't entirely accurate either. After all, the big brother didn't rely solely on brute force. After mastering the "Ten Thousand Transformations Decree," his bones and flesh could transform into various weapons.

Not only did they look similar, but their power was unparalleled, sufficient to match true demon treasures.

But just that hard clash; her husband clearly had the upper hand!

Was something wrong? Her husband was a Spirit Cultivation middle-stage existence. The opponent had only recently broken through from Profound Void stage, barely entering the Spirit Cultivation realm not long ago.

How could he force back his big brother in such a short time?

She couldn't understand it at all! But facts were before her; questioning them would be futile. She knew this young man was formidable, but she never expected him to be so fierce.

The woman's face showed shock, but she had no time for contemplation.

With a flick of her jade hand, a black thread-like streak emerged, seemingly alive and flying forward.

A hundred feet away, Lin Xuan turned his head sharply. His eyes glowed with intense light as he saw clearly.

This wasn't just a thread; it was composed of countless willow leaf-shaped demon blades.

Each blade was three feet long, thin like cicada wings, with faint glimmers of light on their surfaces, indicating they had been forged through countless trials and tribulations. Lin Xuan roughly counted them—seventy-two in total. Truly formidable.

The streak flew mid-air, making a clattering sound as all the demon blades scattered like flowers, surrounding Lin Xuan.

Then, with blinding speed, they slashed at his vital points.

This woman's attack was indeed ruthless; there was no probing or hesitation, just an intent to kill him.

If another cultivator of the same stage were in Lin Xuan's position, such a vicious move would be challenging. But for Lin Xuan, it was merely showboating.

Lin Xuan raised his eyebrows and formed hand seals without thought. A red light flashed around him as nearly a hundred inch-long flying swords shot out.

The sword blades were crimson, thin like cicada wings, with faintly visible符文flashing on their surfaces—clearly extraordinary treasures. As they met the wind, they expanded rapidly to three feet long. These divine swords circled briefly before scattering like exploding pastries in all directions.

Next, a dense shower of metallic clashing sounds erupted as each demon blade was intercepted by the Nine Palaces Momentary Sword.

The woman gasped in shock, almost disbelieving her eyes. She knew the "Black Water Deva Blade" well; its power had been tested countless times. Forging this treasure required immense effort and time, with precious materials being consumed in large quantities. After all these struggles, she finally possessed it as a life-bound treasure.

Previously, it was almost invincible against peers, even ancient demons feared it greatly. But now, what happened? In just one exchange, she had fallen into the lower hand.

No… not just that.

The woman's face suddenly changed; a drop of blood trickled from her mouth. Clearly, she had been injured.

Just then, Lin Xuan's Nine Palaces Momentary Sword displayed its divine might, severing several demon blades in half.

Fortunately, there weren't many. As life-bound treasures, the damage to this woman would have been far worse if more had been destroyed.

But even so, it made her wary. The Black Water Deva Blade was a legendary treasure, and she had obtained it by chance from an ancient text, after much effort. It had always been invincible against peers, but now…

Of course, the woman wasn't arrogant enough to believe that the Black Water Deva Blade was invincible in the world. But facing peers, even if she couldn't defeat them, shouldn't have no counterattack at all.

If the opponent were a late-stage Immortal Tribulation monster, she would accept it. But this young man who had just entered Spirit Cultivation and hadn't stabilized his realm destroyed her painstakingly forged treasure with one move. How could she be convinced?

Fortunately, her combat experience was rich; despite being shocked, only three blades were destroyed, which wasn't significant compared to the number of life-bound treasures.

PS: Huanyu knows recent updates have been sparse due to certain reasons. Please understand and forgive me. Normal updates will resume in about a week. Thank you for your support and please vote for monthly tickets; I'll do my best next month! (To be continued)

Reading Settings

18px
1.8
65ch
Show Pinyin + Chinese + English