Although Little Fur Ball, fighting the other side one-on-one, might not necessarily have fallen to a disadvantage, long nights bred many dreams, and Lin Xuan did not want to be delayed here too long.
A swift battle and quick decision was most advantageous to him.
As the thought flashed through his mind, Lin Xuan swept his sleeve. Spiritual light flickered, and countless willow-leaf-shaped Dharma Treasures flew out, thin as cicada wings, their number astonishing in the extreme—several thousand in all.
"Go!"
Lin Xuan gave a soft shout, and before his voice had even fallen, endless whooshing sounds of tearing air filled the ears. The Iron Feather Locust Blades blazed with fierce light, sweeping toward the enemy in a wave that covered the sky and blotted out the earth.
That momentum was truly no small matter, yet not the slightest fear showed on the Earth Rhinoceros Dragon's face. Its body crouched slightly.
Then demonic qi surged, and dense clusters of pitch-black Bone Spikes actually extended from its back. With the slightest tremble, the nearby space was filled with loud ripping sounds as well. Those eerie Bone Spikes, as if fired from powerful bows and hard crossbows, turned into an arrow rain that filled the sky and shot out, enveloping the space for several mu around.
A great clanging and ringing erupted, and in almost the blink of an eye, they collided head-on with the Iron Feather Locust Blades.
Lin Xuan did not have an easy time of it. The Earth Rhinoceros Dragon before him had, after all, already advanced to the Spirit Division stage. If most of its energy had not been tied down by Little Fur Ball, Lin Xuan would have fallen into an absolute disadvantage in this hard clash against hard.
Even so, it was no more than an