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第三千九百八十六章 凤凰鼎与万剑图

Instantly, a silver glow pierced his eyes. The sharp sword light grew wildly, and in the blink of an eye, it dyed the entire sky a brilliant silver.

Like a raging sea wave, like a furious tidal wave, it seemed to want to completely engulf its opponent.

"Come on!"

Lin Xuan activated his killing technique, but there was no trace of fear on Mo Yu's face. His right hand shot out and grabbed the precious item before him, shaped like an jadeRuyi (rú yì). With a light shake, golden light surged forth; this jadeRuyi transformed into a large golden axe.

On the handle were countless intricate runes, clearly not something to be taken lightly.

Then, the sound of cracking echoed in his ears as his right arm suddenly grew larger. It became an enormous creature over ten zhang tall, but its body size remained similar to before, giving a strange and eerie impression.

"Little fellow, I will extract your soul and refine your essence!"

With a snarl, Mo Yu swung his enlarged right hand, striking forward at the front with lightning speed.

A thunderous roar filled the air.

As ripples spread out, several dozen golden rays suddenly appeared above Lin Xuan's head, cutting through the nearby void like a scythe before they even reached him. The power of these axe blades was beyond imagination.

The opponent had abandoned defense; did he want to play a mutually destructive game?

Lin Xuan's eyes flashed with surprise. Honestly speaking, he didn't believe his opponent had such courage.

But regardless, Lin Xuan wasn't in the mood for mutual destruction. He raised his hand.

Instantly, the sword light redirected towards the sky above him.

With a deafening roar, silver and golden rays rose into the air, intertwining and shooting out until they finally mutually annihilated each other.

Lin Xuan sighed, raising his left hand to punch forward at his opponent.

This punch looked unremarkable but contained all of his magical power.

Thus, without any warning, a tear in space appeared where Lin Xuan's fist was raised.

Wherever the force of the punch passed, vortexes of varying sizes could be seen, revealing the complexity and subtlety of this technique.

Mo Yu had no time to dodge. He released his precious item and clenched his right hand again, using the same method to counter it.

Boom!

Another thunderous roar echoed as Mo Yu's face showed signs of pain. His enlarged arm was directly shattered, blood and flesh flying everywhere.

Body refinement techniques were never his forte.

Using his shortcoming against his opponent’s strength, though forced, resulted in such a tragic outcome.

Lin Xuan was elated. This punch had been intended to catch the other off guard, but it actually worked better than expected.

It was indeed unexpected, and for him, the element of surprise was more significant.

Thus, Lin Xuan's left hand moved continuously, unleashing wave after wave of punches.

A miss by a hair could mean a world of difference. It was now or never to strike while the iron was hot.

But Mo Yu wasn't about to be slaughtered either.

His ancient cauldron before him trembled slightly. Then, as the lid opened, flames erupted from inside.

Flames, yes, and then clear sounds rang out as phoenixes materialized from within.

With long feathers and sharp eyes, their cries sounded like a song of triumph. Their feathers seemed to be on fire but were extraordinarily beautiful.

These divine birds were familiar.

They resembled the legendary phoenix to an extreme degree.

No, they weren't similar; they were incredibly lifelike, with no discernible difference.

This wasn’t a spell conjured by spirit energy, Lin Xuan realized instantly. Because as these phoenixes emerged, his true phoenix blood began resonating within him.

So, this answer was clear: the phoenixes before him were real.

Of course, they weren't true phoenixes but crystallized spirits crafted through magical means.

The term "phoenix crystal spirit" sounded almost unbelievable, but upon reflection, it made sense.

After all, while phoenixes were rare, there wasn’t just one true spirit phoenix.

Other phoenixes, though formidable, could be eliminated by immortal techniques, and their essence used as a foundation to create primordial objects.

Clear sounds rang out again.

Dozens of phoenix wings spread, growing at an astonishing speed, flying towards Lin Xuan with fiery trails.

Facing such a powerful enemy, Lin Xuan was taken aback.

Such power was truly awe-inspiring, and he had seen similar treasures before—such as the Vermilion Bird Ring, which contained a single crystallized spirit of the Vermilion Bird.

Now, there were many phoenixes, each no less formidable than late-stage cultivators. Anyone would be alarmed and feel unprepared.

What should he do?

Lin Xuan flicked his sleeves, instinctively summoning the Ten Thousand Swords Scroll.

As it unfolded slowly, colorful light flared on its surface.

"You also have a primordial object?" Mo Yu's face showed a sneer: "Useless. How can ordinary primordial treasures match this ancient phoenix cauldron?"

"Just like an arm trying to stop a car!"

But Lin Xuan ignored him.

The Ten Thousand Swords Scroll was now fully unfolded.

Crisp sounds of breaking air filled the air as multicolored sword lights shot out from within.

Their number was staggering, far surpassing thesword energy (jià qì) produced by the Nine Palaces Momentary Sword Illusion. Their power was also shocking.

Across the distance, Daoist Master Nai Long's face showed approval; his third brother’s strength truly wasn't ordinary.

And this guy was still drinking, showing no intention of helping.

Unable to rely on anyone else, Lin Xuan could only depend on himself.

Countless sword lights surged towards those dozen phoenixes.

Seeing the extraordinary battle, Lin Xuan widened his eyes when something unexpected happened. The phoenix wings fluttered, and fiery whirlwinds rose into the sky, reaching the heavens and earth before rushing forward.

In an instant, they collided with various colored sword lights.

Those fiery whirlwinds were actually composed of countless flaming blades.

They were as sharp as sword light, effectively blocking the Ten Thousand Swords Scroll's attacks.

The phoenixes continued their charge.

Lin Xuan's face was filled with displeasure but wouldn't sit idly by. His hands moved rapidly, casting spell after spell. Instantly, golden sword lights surged forth from the treasure, converging to form over a dozen giant immortal swords.

By chance or design, the number of swords matched that of the phoenixes.

They flew towards each divine bird.

"Useless."

Mo Yu clapped his hands and cast another spell. The entire bodies of those phoenixes were enveloped in dazzling red light as they rushed forward to collide with the sword lights.

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