In the blink of an eye, the attack Lin Xuan had unleashed was already before him. First, several sword gleams over ten feet long came cleaving down viciously. Then the band of light formed from the Floating Cloud Falling Snow Sword paused, swelled wildly against the wind, and transformed into a colossal sword seven or eight zhang long. Amid the rumble of thunder, it chopped down at the opponent's head like Mount Tai Pressing Down.
Fear appeared on the Demon Corpse's face. It opened its mouth, and a black blood arrow sprayed out, swiftly mixing with the corpse qi outside its body. Whoosh—the corpse qi churned, and a gray-white barrier appeared in midair.
On the surface of the barrier, a demonic blood-red light flickered, while the Demon Corpse's expression became savage to the extreme. Its hands waved in a flurry, sending out several more incantation seals. After the corpse-qi barrier absorbed them, it became even more dense and heavy.
Boom!
The sword gleams slammed into it. That barrier was indeed no small matter; it merely shook for a while. But the true body of the immortal sword that followed was not so easy to deal with. Spiritual light flashed, and countless fine cracks appeared across the surface of the barrier, with a tendency to gradually widen...
The fear in the Demon Corpse's eyes grew thicker. It opened its mouth and continuously spat corpse qi from its belly to repair the barrier. The two sides actually fell into a deadlock.
This fellow's divine abilities were not weak, but unfortunately, the cultivation world had no such principle as one-on-one combat. Yue'er's attack arrived right after.
The two enormous spirit birds continuously sprayed out flames and water dragons, like a storm capable of destroying heaven and earth, submerging it in an instant.
Perhaps