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第四卷 七星岛 第八百四十一章 长戈显威

Mang Yi's eyes widened as Huangmei Zhenren remained unperturbed. He stretched out his hand, and a shield appeared in front of him, shaped like a rhombus.

Meanwhile, the young man glared at Lin Xuan with malice, flicking his fingers slightly. A portion of the sword beams split off, raining down on Lin Xuan as if it were a storm.

This brat is not wise enough to know when to stop; let's eliminate him first since he has weaker cultivation, and then deal with that old demon after he absorbs the spirit essence.

Lin Xuan had vast experience in magical battles. His pupils constricted as he understood Huangmei Zhenren's intentions clearly. He showed no fear on his face while continuing to pour mana into the Green Flame Sword. A shield about the size of a palm flew out from his sleeve, emitting flashes of light and looking quite impressive.

On the surface of the shield were countless strange patterns, resembling scales of a dragon. The Black Dragon Armor Shield was a treasure Lin Xuan had just obtained, but its defensive power far exceeded that of the Green Flame Sword. It sliced through the purple shield, which whirled around to block it. However, a flash of green light shattered the shield into two halves.

Huangmei Zhenren's expression turned pale with shock. He never expected this sword to be so sharp; he was too late to dodge and had half an arm cut off by a slash.

"You dare destroy my body!"

The powerful cultivator's face contorted in pain, his expression even more hideous as he gritted his teeth and poured more mana into the sword beams.

He wanted to kill Lin Xuan here, but that was easier said than done. The Black Dragon Armor Shield transformed into a light curtain, enveloping Lin Xuan's body.

The surface of the light curtain had round disks that glowed and flickered, emitting a heavy aura of demonic energy.

The sword beams struck, producing crackling sounds as they hit the light curtain, but it merely shook without showing any signs of breaking apart.

Huangmei Zhenren was greatly alarmed. Although he hadn't used his full strength, Lin Xuan was only at the middle-stage cultivator level and had managed to block his attack so effortlessly.

The old demon was overjoyed and dashed forward again.

Huangmei Zhenren couldn't withstand such a direct assault; this young man possessed powerful martial arts techniques that made him an opponent in close combat. He immediately used the Shrink Ground Technique.

Lin Xuan sneered as he opened his mouth, spitting out a long spear-like weapon with ancient design and flickering black light—Snowfox King's treasure.

After three years of seclusion, Lin Xuan had refined this weapon using Baby Fire, now able to wield it freely. He swung it downward forcefully.

A dazzling beam of energy appeared, slicing through the air...

Boom!

The sky nearby darkened as if twisted.

This spear was a rare spatial treasure, but as an early-stage middle-stage cultivator, Lin Xuan struggled to use it effectively. It couldn't shatter space, but distorting it was within his capability.

While this technique didn't seem particularly useful at first glance, it could counter techniques like Teleportation and Shrink Ground Technique.

Huangmei Zhenren was caught off guard and suffered significantly. His secret technique was broken as he reappeared in the same spot.

If only Lin Xuan were fighting alone, this wouldn't matter much, but with the old demon involved, the situation changed drastically.

Unable to escape, the old demon pounced eagerly.

As he approached, he clapped his hands together, and a golden fist appeared mid-air. He clenched his fingers tightly and punched forward at lightning speed.

Huangmei Zhenren had no choice but to strike his chest with his palm, spitting out a blood arrow.

The blood merged with the spiritual light in front of him, forming a crimson light curtain. The fist then struck hard.

A deafening roar echoed as the old demon's cultivation technique was not only defensive but also incredibly powerful. This punch could match even top-grade treasures.

Though Huangmei Zhenren was an advanced cultivator, he couldn't withstand this blow. The crimson light curtain flickered and shattered with a loud noise.

However, it had bought some time.

Huangmei Zhenren didn't dare use the Shrink Ground Technique again but instead emitted yellow light from his body as he flew to another side.

Lin Xuan sighed deeply. This fellow wasn't wrong; the old demon's strength was indeed enhanced by using the Red Powder Skull Talisman, forcing external spirit essence into his body. But such a cleverly acquired power couldn't be fully utilized in battle.

After all, his control over spirit energy and his insights were still at the middle-stage level, and many secret techniques hadn't been cultivated. He was merely an outer-strong but inner-weak powerful cultivator.

However, Lin Xuan didn't think he had made a mistake in his choice of allies. After careful consideration, he chose who to support based on more than just the temptation offered.

Empty promises were easy for anyone to make; it mattered whether they could be fulfilled.

Using that demon talisman, the old demon's days were clearly numbered. His promise seemed genuine. But Huangmei Zhenren was another story. The cultivation world had no sense of righteousness or morality. If Lin Xuan helped him win, the other might turn on him as easily as flipping a page in a book.

Then not only would he have difficulty obtaining any benefits but also risk his life. Lin Xuan didn't like leaving his fate to others' hands.

Moreover, after eliminating Huangmei Zhenren, the storage bag wouldn't belong to anyone else; its treasures and crystals were for him to take as he pleased.

Helping the weak and fighting the strong was a wise choice now. Lin Xuan wouldn't let Huangmei Zhenren escape. He flipped his left hand and a ball of flame appeared in his palm—greenish, slightly larger than an egg.

Then a firebird emerged from it.

"Go!"

Lin Xuan pointed at the old demon as the bird flapped its wings fearlessly towards him.

Still unsatisfied, Lin Xuan took out another treasure from his waist with his right hand—the Banana Leaf Fan. He flicked it, and two different colored Yin-Yang winds appeared.

Huangmei Zhenren was furious. This mid-stage cultivator was too despicable. He reached out to grab a bag from his waist, summoning a red light that emerged.

The red light was striking but revealed itself as a giant snake, over a yard long. The body of this golden-antlered fire serpent was covered in bright flames, and its golden horns were particularly noticeable.

Golden Horned Fire Serpent—Lin Xuan's pupils constricted. The spirit bird transformed from Green Illusionary Flames had already flown away but was swallowed by the old demon.

Although a three-stage creature, it was an exotic beast that could devour various demonic flames. As for those Yin-Yang winds, Huangmei Zhenren didn't pay much attention and simply activated his protective spiritual light before charging forward...

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