Outwit, not overpower. Though Lin Xuan possessed a body full of divine abilities, and even compared with a great cultivator of the Nascent Soul Late Stage he was only a shade inferior, when facing an enemy, he still would never rely on mere reckless courage.
However, the Blood Demon was an old monster who had lived for a million years, just as cunning to the extreme. At the final moment, he had actually seen through the Jade Luo Bees' whereabouts.
A look of regret surfaced on Lin Xuan's face. Without thinking, he flicked his sleeve, and a dazzling streak of azure light shot out, cleaving straight down at the other party's head.
Needless to say, it was naturally the Azure Fire Sword.
His other hand was not idle either. He plucked something from his waist, already offering the Spirit Ghost Bag into midair.
The mouth of the bag opened, and a reeking corpse qi sprayed out from within. Then black light flashed, and a shriveled, tall, thin figure appeared before their eyes.
"A Refined Corpse?"
Blood Demon Venerable's voice was incomparably hoarse, and his expression rapidly darkened. "And one in the Nascent Soul Realm?"
Lin Xuan smiled without speaking. The Azure Fire Sword had already stabbed and chopped down viciously. Naturally, the Blood Demon had no reason to wait there and be beaten. He opened his mouth and spat out a stream of demon qi, pitch-black as ink. It twisted for a moment and transformed into a shield pointed at the top and square at the bottom, blocking above his head.
Lin Xuan was not startled but delighted. The other party was really far too arrogant. Let alone the fact that he was merely at the Nascent Soul Middle Stage—even a great cultivator of the late stage had no reason