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第三千一百一十七章 螳臂当车

In an instant, the piercing sound of breaking air echoed. The dozen or so red rays transformed from feathers whizzed past in a blink and approached their target.

There was no place to hide; the outcome for the opponent was clear—only annihilation awaited him.

However, at this moment, something unbelievable happened.

This old woman appeared with white hair and a hunched back. Yet her movements were as agile as a snake. She had somehow used an incomprehensible spell to dodge through the gaps of those red rays.

Lin Xuan's pupils constricted. He underestimated the heroes of the world; those who could advance to the late Spirit Separation stage truly possessed extraordinary talent and strength.

But he still did not think they could escape his grasp so easily.

With a flick of his sleeve, Lin Xuan cast a spell from within it. The phoenix's clear call filled the air as its wings flapped, sending waves of fiery flames that surrounded the opponent.

The old woman's face revealed fear; she tried to dodge left and right but was quickly engulfed by the fire sea, making no sound before turning into ashes.

Though the process seemed lengthy when described, it took only an instant. Lin Xuan would not be satisfied merely from killing two late Spirit Separation cultivators.

These fellows had scattered, so he could not eliminate them all, but at least a late Spirit Separation existence was something he did not want to let go of.

He would make them pay a heavy price for attempting to seize the treasures of Cloud Concealment Sect.

As the flames still dazzled, Lin Xuan found his next target. It was a pale golden cultivator with several silver lines on his cheeks. His cultivation technique seemed unique, and its power was no doubt formidable.

The distance between them was about a hundred miles—neither too far nor close enough for Lin Xuan to use spatiallaw or principle directly. With a flap of the phoenix's wings, his body suddenly shrank.

As he shrunk, his speed increased, quickly closing the gap.

This time, Lin Xuan showed no trace of contempt or underestimation. He did not summon the phoenix; instead, he delivered a punch.

Ordinary and unremarkable!

The punch was straightforward, reaching the realm of great simplicity.

A spatial fluctuation arose as the surrounding heaven and earth essence mixed with the fist's force, forming a ball about ten feet in diameter that fell like a meteor, striking the opponent.

This punch came so swiftly; there was no place to hide for the opponent.

However, this punch was not without effort from Lin Xuan. With his far superior strength compared to his peer, he did not believe anyone could withstand it!

In this crisis, the pale golden cultivator indeed showed great fear and took several steps back. He cast several intricate spells with his hands, and those strange silver lines on his face became more prominent before he was flung backward.

Those runes were incredibly bizarre; when they converged in the middle, a giant mantis appeared. The mantis shone with silver light, measuring over ten feet long, appearing formidable.

"What is this?"

Even with Lin Xuan's extensive knowledge, he could not help being taken aback.

The mantis looked somewhat like a Dharmic form but was different upon closer inspection.

Before he could think further, boom!

The ball of energy collided. The mantis did not hesitate; its massive front limbs fell like blades, striking with force.

Seeing no way to dodge, the cultivator chose to confront it head-on.

Instantly, spiritual light shone brightly as terrifying pressure surged out. Gale-force winds were unleashed, distorting the nearby sky.

The power of this strike was evident.

A Transcendence realm existence naturally had formidable strength, but astonishingly, this guy managed to block it.

Lin Xuan's eyes widened in disbelief. He did not underestimate his opponent but did not expect him to actually block a single blow from himself.

Amazed yet secretly impressed, Lin Xuan thought that the Sword Lake Palace was indeed a top-tier sect family with extraordinary strength. Ordinary late Spirit Separation cultivators could never withstand such an attack.

After all, there was only one level between Spirit Separation and Transcendence realms, but their power was incomparable. Moreover, he had far greater strength than his peers.

This guy might be among the best in the Sword Lake Palace's elders, Lin Xuan thought to himself.

But he showed no signs of retreat. The stronger the opponent, the more damage he would inflict on the Sword Lake Palace, and that was something Lin Xuan understood well.

He did not hesitate; instead, he flicked his sleeve, releasing spiritual light. A fiery sword emerged like a fish swimming out from it, though not as precious as the Nine Palaces Momentary Sword, its existence in his storage bracelet was still remarkable.

Lin Xuan grasped the sword and slashed forward.

Sizzle…

This time, Lin Xuan did not hold back. The spiritual light flowed like a waterfall from above, themagnificent or imposingspiritual force shocking to behold.

Infinite sword intent enveloped the opponent.

There was no place to hide!

Either accept this attack or face annihilation. The pale golden man's eyes filled with terror as the intense killing intent almost paralyzed him. But how could he sit idly by?

He would fight!

With a fierce shout, his hands moved rapidly, and ancient incantations poured out.

His presence grew stronger; his spiritual force doubled. Originally at the early late Spirit Separation stage, he was now near its peak, only a step away from Transcendence.

What secret technique could increase one's strength so drastically in an instant?

Lin Xuan did not delve into it further. Doubling his power meant nothing; thinking such would allow him to escape was too naive!

The sword still struck without delay, engulfing the opponent instantly.

The mantis tried to block with its front limbs but failed. It proved the old saying: a mantis trying to stop a cart.

In an instant, both body and essence were reduced to nothing in the sword light.

To be honest, this guy was not weak; he was just at the late Spirit Separation stage. If faced with ordinary Transcendence First Stage monsters, perhaps there might be a chance of escape. But Lin Xuan had taken it seriously, leaving no room for him.

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