Lin Xuan's heart was filled with astonishment, while what the Asura King faced at this moment was an immense crisis.
The other party harbored ill intent, and after probing several times, he laid down a killing move.
Although the Asura King's strength was far from weak, compared to the Dao Ancestor, there was still a gap.
At this moment, she had already been surrounded on all sides by "Lin Xuan, Nailong," and the others. The ultimate techniques these impostors displayed were actually almost no different from the real people's... no, they were simply exactly the same.
Lin Xuan did not know the Supernatural Powers of others, but could he not understand his own?
The True Spirit Transformation Sword Art and the Phantom Spirit Heaven Fire were now blanketing the sky and covering the earth as they enveloped her.
If it were only one Lin Xuan, he naturally could do nothing to Asura, but at this moment, Nailong, Bingpo, and Fairy Yutong were all joining hands with him.
Every one of them was an impostor, yet every one could pass off the false as the genuine.
The ultimate techniques they displayed, compared to the real people's, were not inferior by even the slightest bit.
And their coordination was much more tacit than just now. This was not surprising either; they had originally all been mere phantoms transformed by Tian Xiang, controlled by one person, so the attacks they laid down could naturally be seamless as heavenly clothes.
For a time, there were thorns everywhere and killing intent at every step. Attacks like raging tides and furious waves swept toward the Asura King.
"Danger!"
Lin Xuan was both shocked and furious, but helplessly, he could no longer move. With all his meridians shattered, his injuries had already reached an extreme beyond worsening;