Shun Nianchen was far behind the Great Luojinxian sent by the Honghao Celestial Court, both in strength and cultivation and in his understanding of spatial power.
Now that Lu Xiaotian's projection clone had seized the initiative, Shun Nianchen was trapped on the defensive. He had no time to think of a countermeasure before he felt a strange force from the Fangtian Halberd steadily penetrating his corpse-qi demon armor.
After a brief stalemate, Lin Cangpeng and Lin Cangdao had never expected that a mere clone of Lu Xiaotian could completely suppress Shun Nianchen the moment he made his move. Now they wanted to rush to his aid, but Wen Tingdao blocked both of their attacks.
Boom! Boom! A deep-blue flying sword encircled by a dragon's shadow streaked across the sky, its edge so keen that it shattered the ax-shadow cleaved down by the Mountain-Splitting Ax. The sword's momentum undiminished, it shot straight toward Lin Cangdao.
Lin Cangdao opened his mouth and spat out several red pearls bearing qilin shadows. They streaked through the air at astonishing speed, weaving intersecting crimson trails. Only after clashing fiercely with the flying sword—clang, clang, clang—did they manage to intercept it.
Meanwhile, the icy blue chain that had been slithering through the air like a giant serpent was knocked down by a towering wave from the boundless sea.
Even injured and facing one fewer enemy, Wen Tingdao still displayed astonishing strength.
The Dragon-Soul Battle Halberd was still locked in a stalemate with Shun Nianchen. But Shun Nianchen was already struggling desperately to hold it off. His corpse-qi demon armor teetered on the brink, ready to shatter at any moment.
It was precisely because his side was faring so poorly that Lin Cangpeng and Lin Cangdao wanted to hurry to his aid.
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