Seeing how formidable Heavenly Human was, Ximen Jianzhong was also aghast. He secretly cursed, Damn it, how does this Daoist body cultivator possess a demonic weapon? When he fought Lord of Yuqing Palace that day, he did not seem to have used any weapon! Moreover, this demonic weapon differs from the ordinary ones I have seen. The bone dragon forged into this demonic spear is no ordinary dragon, and this weapon's aura... seems innately capable of restraining the Vast Righteous Qi of us Confucian cultivators! This battle today... appears far more perilous than I had anticipated!
But having come this far, how could Ximen Jianzhong afford to hesitate? He slowly raised his right hand, and a streak of sword light emerged from his palm like starlight. Then countless sword cries arose from that light, as a radiant treasured sword swelled yard by yard amid the ringing cries!
"Let this old man show you what Heaven and Earth Sword Intent is!" Ximen Jianzhong roared arrogantly. The hundred-yard giant sword came crashing down like a collapsing mountain. Its sword filaments were like flood dragons, its sword qi like rainbows, and its sword intent like blazing heat. Wherever it passed, space was cleaved apart, the howling wind was cleaved apart—even Heavenly Human's gaze seemed about to be cleaved apart!
The several Literary Saints near Ximen Jianzhong did not dare to be careless. They simultaneously opened their mouths, sending forth flying swords shaped like Wu hooks. The swords landed upon the arms of their secondary bodies, and wherever their sword light passed, entire arms transformed into Wu hooks. Coordinating with Ximen Jianzhong, they flickered through the air, their Wu hooks white as snow as they struck at Heavenly Human from every direction!
Boom... Amid the thunderous blast, the bone spear stabbed into the sword