Boom!
Bloodflame collided with sword radiance, unleashing a deafening crash.
Violent waves of magical power swept outward, ripping great swaths of rock from the valley floor.
Lin Tiannan was a True Disciple of the Heavenly Profound Sect, and his abilities were extraordinary.
Under that single strike, the Crimson Flame Python's spirit essence let out a mournful cry. Its phantom form faded somewhat before retreating into the banner.
But that fierce white sword radiance had also been successfully blocked.
"Hm?"
"You actually blocked my sword?"
Lin Tiannan looked slightly surprised, and the murderous intent in his eyes intensified.
"Demonic Dao scoundrel, you do have a few tricks!"
"Junior brothers, form the Three Talents Sword Formation! Slay this fiend and suppress that demonic banner at once, lest it bring disaster upon the world!"
"Yes, Senior Brother Lin!"
The three Foundation Establishment cultivators of the Heavenly Profound Sect flickered into motion, instantly taking positions on three sides.
Their fingers formed sword seals, drawing three beams of sword light into the sky.
They intertwined in midair into an enormous net of swords.
Sword Qi bristled ominously.
It sealed off every avenue of escape for Xu Xuan.
Strands of chilling, razor-sharp Sword Intent seemed almost tangible, pressing down so heavily that one could hardly breathe.
At the center of the sword formation, Xu Xuan also felt his movements falter.
"The power of this sword formation has probably already reached the Foundation Establishment Late Stage."
Within the Foundation Establishment Realm, each stage was as different from the next as heaven was from earth.
For their combined formation to unleash the power of the Foundation Establishment Late Stage was already quite remarkable.
Xu Xuan's expression grew grave.
Although he did not fear these three, if they kept him entangled here and truly drew the lord of Flowing