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第两千三百四十八章 巨剑术

The woman raised her jade-like hand, moving with extraordinary grace. She performed a phoenix nod.

Black light surged, enveloping the remaining sixty-nine Black Water Deva Knives, significantly boosting their power.

The sound of metal clashing filled his ears non-stop. After a jingle and clang, the Nine Palaces Mustache Sword was forcefully repelled.

Following that, those demon blades shot towards the sky, converging in the middle.

Rumbling sounds echoed loudly as dark demonic energy surged, darkening the entire sky. Within several miles, fierce winds howled, black demonic energy surged, making the sky even more gloomy. Though not pitch-black, it felt like dusk with the sun setting far below the horizon.

From within the dark aura, faint cries of a厉鬼 and devilish roars could be vaguely heard. It was hard to distinguish what exactly they were in such a short time.

Amidst the swirling wind, an inconceivably large demon sword appeared before him. At least a hundred zhang long, it was wrapped with dozens of black dragons.

Each dragon was only two or three zhang long but had a terrifyingly fierce appearance, composed entirely of water attribute demonic energy.

Lin Xuan's pupils constricted as he showed a look of admiration on his face.

"Great Sword Technique!"

For beings at their level, this divine power was nothing out of the ordinary. However, most cultivators could only make their weapons grow to ten or so zhang long at best. The demon sword before him had surpassed that limit, reaching a hundred zhang in length. While its power wasn't mentioned, its sheer presence was awe-inspiring.

No wonder it was an ancient devil of the Formation Spirit stage; this move truly transcended the mundane!

Lin Xuan secretly admired but showed no fear.

He naturally knew Great Sword Technique as well, though his expertise lay elsewhere. He had studied various schools of cultivation techniques and borrowed from many sources, which brought its own advantages. However, he hadn't delved deeply into any specific elemental technique unless it was particularly favored.

After all, Lin Xuan had only been on the path to immortality for over a thousand years. Even with various elixirs and medicines as support, his abilities still had limits.

He could perform Great Sword Technique but would be like a clown showing off in front of a master. However, it didn't matter; no matter how profound their divine power was, it mattered only if they hit him.

One needn't fight head-on all the time. A flexible man adapts. Lin Xuan vanished from his spot with a flash.

Instant teleportation wasn’t impressive to beings at this level, but Lin Xuan had advanced to the Formation Spirit stage. The Nine Heavens Microstep he used was far more than mere instant teleportation.

Its complexity was indescribable. While the Heaven-Bearing Demon Blade fell heavily, causing space itself to collapse and distort, a few miles were affected. Instant teleportation would be impossible under such influence; one might even get torn apart by spatial forces.

However, the Nine Heavens Microstep posed no hindrance. Lin Xuan appeared several hundred zhang away as light flashed.

He could have moved further but merely avoided the attack for now rather than trying to escape. Several hundred zhang was enough.

This showed that his Nine Heavens Microstep had reached a level of mastery, where he could control its use at will. After all, the founder of this technique, the Nine Heavens Profound Sovereign, was far weaker compared to Lin Xuan and belonged to an entirely different tier.

Boom!

A loud explosion echoed as Lin Xuan dodged the demon blade's attack. The ground suffered instead, black demonic winds swirling, causing sand and stones to fly everywhere, obscuring his vision.

However, with his Heavenly Phoenix Divine Eyes, he could still see clearly. The ground was split in two, a huge chasm stretching for several miles. Its depth was impossible to estimate as countless lava surged out, flowing everywhere. The temperature rose sharply, making it unbearable for ordinary people. The scene resembled a volcanic eruption.

Just one strike and the power was so formidable that Lin Xuan couldn't help but be impressed.

This process seemed complex when described but was completed in an instant. After retreating with Nine Heavens Microstep, Lin Xuan wouldn’t just take hits without retaliating.

However, this time he had been careless... the danger wasn't over yet.

Indeed, he dodged the demon blade's attack.

But soon, a dragon-like roar echoed as Lin Xuan looked up to see nearly a hundred black dragons lunging at him.

Their momentum was no less than his former Hundred Dragon Fang, even surpassing it. These black dragons were originally wrapped around the Deva Blade but had grown tenfold in size now.

Lin Xuan's face showed rare surprise; the opponent was using a chain attack. Don’t think dodging that Deva Blade means you’re safe.

Lin Xuan’s expression was serious but fearless as he reached for his waist. A flash of light revealed a small, purple bell no taller than a foot. Various mysterious ancient patterns adorned its surface, with faint runes glowing.

Then, Lin Xuan flicked his fingers, striking the surface of the bell. An incessant noise filled the air as countless black crows emerged from it.

Their size was much larger than regular crows and had three demon eyes. Their bodies were enveloped in gray-white demonic flames.

A chilling aura emanated. Though unsure about this fire's power, its appearance clearly indicated it wasn’t ordinary demonic flames.

Though these crow corpses came from the Separation Stage’s Ten Thousand Beast Sovereign, they had been cultivated by Lin Xuan for hundreds of years, continually increasing their strength. Otherwise, he wouldn't have brought them out to embarrass himself.

Other than size, one could instantly tell the power of a three-eyed crow corpse.

With wingspan over three zhang, a few flaps produced thousands of wind blades.

Each blade was about a foot in diameter, emitting an unbearable stench and sharp cries. They were clearly different from ordinary wind blade techniques.

The black dragons weren't weak either, opening their blood-filled mouths to spew streams of water.

These water streams were black with strong corrosive effects, just as formidable.

Boom!

The entire sky shook as the demonic water streams collided with the evil ghost wind blades. The wind blades couldn’t withstand it, but the three-eyed crow corpses showed no fear.

"Gua!"

An annoying sound filled his ears as the crows spat out gray-white corpse flames. These contained the corruption of dead bodies and were far more terrifying than the previous evil ghost wind blades.

PS: I'm about to leave for a writing conference, so updates will be sparse these days. Please bear with me. But rest assured, even though my backlog is small, I write daily and won't stop updating.

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