At the same time, he raised his right hand, gathering a blazing ball of spiritual power in his palm. Seizing the moment when the Sword Demon clone's attack missed and it had yet to regain its balance, he hurled the ball of spiritual power at it.
Boom! The ball of spiritual power exploded against the Sword Demon clone, and the powerful impact sent it flying backward. Lin Taichu gave it no chance to catch its breath. With a flash, he appeared before it in an instant.
His hands moved rapidly, and streaks of spiritual sword energy shot from them, pouring down upon the Sword Demon clone like a dense rainstorm.
Though severely injured, the Sword Demon clone continued to struggle. It swung its sword body, trying to block Lin Taichu's attacks. However, Lin Taichu's assault grew fiercer and fiercer, and it gradually became unable to withstand it.
At last, under a powerful barrage from Lin Taichu, the Sword Demon clone let out an unwilling hum and shattered into countless fragments that vanished into the air.
Seeing this, Sword Slave looked as though he had been struck by lightning. He stared blankly at the sky, his eyes filled with despair.
He had never imagined that everything he had so carefully planned would end this way. Lin Taichu slowly walked up to Sword Slave, looking down at him coldly. "Sword Slave, your end has come."
Sword Slave raised his head to look at Lin Taichu, a hint of madness flashing through his eyes. "Lin Taichu, even if I die, I'll take you down with me!" With that, despite his grievous injuries, he forcibly mobilized the spiritual power within his body, preparing to perish together with Lin Taichu. Lin Taichu snorted. "You think you can perish with me?" He raised his hand, and