The burly man in green swung his long green staff, conjuring layer upon layer of staff shadows to block the Eight Trigram Heaven-Burning Axe. At the same time, he activated his dharma manifestation and smashed both fists toward the void.
Amid a burst of air-splitting whistles, dense green fist shadows surged forth like a raging tide, sweeping majestically toward the Sky-Supporting Giant Sword.
A series of thunderous explosions rang out. The dense green fist shadows collapsed, and the Sky-Supporting Giant Sword flew backward, splitting into seven flying swords shimmering with white light. With a whirl, they encircled the burly man in green.
The seven white flying swords trembled lightly, letting out a clear, resounding chorus of sword cries. They spun rapidly around the burly man in green while releasing streak after streak of sharp white Sword Qi that shot straight at him.
A frigid wind howled past as vast quantities of white snowflakes drifted down from the sky. In a blur, they transformed into white ice spears, each several zhang long, and stabbed toward the burly man in green.
The temperature rapidly plummeted. Large amounts of white ice chips appeared across the ground, which began to freeze over.
The burly man in green swung his long green staff, sending a vast swath of green staff shadows sweeping out and shattering the incoming white Sword Qi and white ice spears.
Liang Youshan snorted coldly and formed a sword seal. The seven eight-colored flying swords quivered gently, releasing fine white threads one after another.
Transforming swords into threads was a supreme divine ability only sword cultivators could master. Combined with a sword formation, it could unleash its greatest power.
The burly man in green did not dare be careless. Forming a hand seal, he caused the vicious ghost pattern on his chest