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第三千三百六十五章 大展神通

Fragments of stone fell like rain, and Lin Xuan's face was filled with anger. He raised both hands without any additional movements, and rays of silver light shot out from his body.

Swirling and dancing!

After a moment, the light dispersed, revealing numerous talismans the size of fists.

Each one was mysterious, exuding a power that sent shivers down one's spine.

"Go!"

Lin Xuan raised his right hand and pointed it forward. As he moved, the originally dim spiritual light once again became dazzlingly bright.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Explosive sounds filled his ears, as if countless hooves were trampling through empty space, the frequency so dense it was like popping beans.

The talismans dispersed, replaced by numerous thin swords like butterfly wings.

Their number was astonishing, raining down from all directions with the ferocity of a storm, aiming to cut the opponent into pieces here and now.

Lin Xuan had truly lost his temper. He wanted to dismember the other party with these flying swords.

Indeed, his fat armor was no ordinary treasure; it could even block his own forceful laws.

But what about the Nine Palaces Instant Sword? Its sharpness could cut through everything in existence. Lin Xuan did not believe that the other party could merely rely on a layer of fatty flesh to withstand such power, let alone a mere ghost at the Tribulation Transcendence stage. Even if it were a True Immortal here, they would never dare to face his treasure head-on.

Lin Xuan's prediction was correct.

Seeing the flying swords dance in the sky, Heavenly Fat Grandmaster's expression turned livid as he raised his head. A heart-stirring roar echoed in Lin Xuan's ears, and from his mouth, several blood-red light columns shot out.

Ghostly howls filled the air.

Those blood-red light columns twisted slightly, transforming into a dozen grotesque skulls.

Crunching sounds entered Lin Xuan’s ears as those skulls gnawed, spitting phosphorus flames. The phosphorus flames were blown by yin winds and transformed into numerous green flying needles.

The number was immense, not inferior to the flying swords in any way.

In fact, it could even be considered superior.

Ringing sounds filled the air like beans being popped, as various spiritual lights swirled through the sky. The attack of the Nine Palaces Instant Sword was temporarily blocked.

A sly smile appeared on Heavenly Fat Grandmaster's face.

However, his joy was premature.

Lin Xuan had spent countless efforts to refine this treasure.

The Nine Palaces Instant Sword was no ordinary treasure.

"Truly fearless!"

Lin Xuan clenched his hands and a sword technique emerged from his fingertips. As he moved, the silver light of the Nine Palaces Instant Sword surged forward, severing all the green flying needles into pieces.

"Old monster, today you seek your own death!"

Lin Xuan's hands danced like butterflies as he moved.

As he did so, the myriad silver lights converged in the center.

The void was torn apart, and a giant sword glittered amidst the shattered space.

Over a hundred feet long, though not reaching to heaven or earth, its presence was astonishing.

Silver light surged on the surface of the immortal sword, circles of light forming around it. Various sizes of talismans were dazzlingly bright.

"Fall!"

Lin Xuan roared.

The power could shake mountains and rivers as that silver giant sword fell heavily upon the opponent's head.

Lin Xuan timed his move perfectly; there was no way to dodge, only to take a direct hit.

"You brat, you are pushing your luck too far."

Heavenly Fat Grandmaster roared in anger. A sinister expression flashed across his face as he changed his hand gestures rapidly. The dozen grotesque skulls quickly converged.

Bang!

Explosive sounds echoed as a spiritual pressure that could sweep the world emerged.

The skulls vanished without a trace, replaced by a gigantic illusory figure.

Over twenty feet tall, Heavenly Fat Grandmaster was already so fat it was astonishing. But this illusory figure was even fatter than him.

The physique was indescribable; one would struggle to imagine such a thing in the world.

Secret Art of Dharmic Form!

Lin Xuan whistled inwardly, not expecting that his opponent could be so fat for a Dharmic Form.

He then saw both hands rise, and two giant iron hammers appeared as they slammed down on top of the giant sword.

Facing off with brute force to block his treasure?

Lin Xuan had experienced countless battles. At this moment, he felt somewhat enlightened.

Before that thought could fully form, a deafening roar swept through the void. Not only was the sound immense, but it was so powerful one might say it shook heaven and earth.

Xia E and the five ghost entities at the Spirit Focus realm also raised their defensive treasures with astonishment on their faces.

This is truly the power of an old monster at the Tribulation Transcendence stage. Just now, Heavenly Fat Grandmaster had been toying with them, making them think that relying onsmooth cooperationand an ancient array could block such a formidable opponent.

They had danced on the edge of a knife blade; if not for this senior arriving in time, they might have already perished.

The five ghosts were drenched in cold sweat, both admiring and grateful to Lin Xuan.

Uncertain whether he could truly defeat Heavenly Fat Grandmaster, their expressions showed concern.

The battle had not ended here.

While the Nine Palaces Instant Sword was formidable, that fat Dharmic Form also had its merits, actually blocking this terrifying attack.

Lin Xuan's face flashed with anger but did not lose heart.

Sharp attacks followed one after another.

"Secret Art of Dharmic Form, you know it. Do I not know it as well?"

Lin Xuan’s cold laughter echoed in his ears. Golden light shone behind him, and a Dharmic Form with nine heads and eighteen arms appeared before his eyes.

"Grow!"

Lin Xuan roared, and the Nine Heavens Divine Net Dharmic Form suddenly grew taller and larger.

Nine heads all widened their eyes, emitting terrifying beams of light from their eyes. These beams were enveloped in lightning fire, easily piercing through empty space, flashing to the opponent's face before vanishing.

This was not yet over; such attacks were merely the beginning.

Soon, those nine heads opened their mouths again, this time spewing wind blades and lightning fire.

They rained down like raindrops, quickly converging on that fat Dharmic Form with the ferocity of a storm.

As for the eighteen hands, they certainly did not remain idle. Their palms spread out, revealing various weapons such as swords, spears, and halberds.

These treasures shone brightly upon release, subtly shaking nearby primordial qi, clearly far from ordinary treasures, belonging to top-tier ancient treasures that were hard to come by.

"Go!"

Lin Xuan gave a light command. The Nine Heavens Divine Net Dharmic Form instantly darted over to the fat Dharmic Form's side. His treasures transformed into streaks of lightning or clusters of spiritual light, exploding and cracking as they fiercely struck the opponent's head.

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