"No, I can't keep dragging this out, or else the opponent's momentum will only grow stronger."

Duan Tianlang's face was grim. He knew that in battle, it was not just about combat power, but also momentum.

If he let the opponent's aura grow infinitely, he would be in danger.

Thus, he planned to use some absolute skills.

In the next moment, Duan Tianlang's palm danced, tracing mysterious trajectories in the air.

Then, three dharma wheels of blue light quickly condensed in the air, and with Duan Tianlang's movements, they cut towards Lin Xuan like the blade of death.

Meanwhile, his left hand merged with the Demon Wolf Martial Soul beside him, and then punched out.

Instantly, a destructive force surged forward.

Feeling this force, all the martial artists couldn't help but tremble.

However, their faces were full of ecstatic joy.

Because they believed that Lin Xuan couldn't possibly withstand such power.

As long as Lin Xuan was blasted away, all those treasures would be theirs.

Thinking of this, they became excited one by one.

Facing Duan Tianlang's terrifying attack, Lin Xuan stood motionless, but his eyes shone brighter than lightning.

He backhanded and drew the Lonely Star Sword from his back, swiftly slashing out two swords.

One sword struck at the three dharma wheels in the sky, while the other stabbed towards the wolf-headed fist shadow in front.

These two swords contained the power of the Great Dragon Sword Soul, with combat power to the extreme.

So, when they collided, the whole sky erupted with a violent explosion.

The energy surged like furious waves, crashing in all directions, sending the distant martial artists flying.

And Duan Tianlang bore the brunt of it.

Both of his attacks were smashed by Lin Xuan's Sword Qi, and he himself was rocked by the Sword Qi, being blasted away.

There was a foot-long wound on his abdomen, nearly cutting him in half.

"What? How is this possible!"

Duan Tianlang clutched his abdominal wound in horror, quickly retreating.

It was terrifying. Two swords shattered his attacks and even wounded him.

This was something he had never encountered before.

Mind you, although he wasn't a Seventh Layer Peak Venerable, his strength was formidable, rarely defeated by peers, let alone so easily.

However, his current opponent was not a Seventh Level Peak Martial Artist, but a youth with only Sixth Layer Heaven cultivation.

This left him terrified.

"What? Elder Duan is actually injured?"

"Dammit, I don't believe it, I must be dreaming."

"How could it be! Carelessness, Elder Duan must have been careless, that's why that kid succeeded!"

From afar, the martial artists scrambled up, seeing the injured Elder Duan, they were utterly terrified.

However, no matter how they howled, they couldn't change the reality before them.

On the other side, the elder of the Divine Bird Palace also felt his scalp tingle upon witnessing this scene. He dared not fight anymore and quickly retreated with his clan members.

There was no way around it, the sight before them was too shocking.

Duan Tianlang was no inferior, possibly even stronger, yet he was injured by two swords, which was astoundingly shocking.

His battle with Zhao Xue was also gruelling; the woman in white relentlessly pressured him, and it wouldn't be long before he was defeated too.

So, he had no choice but to retreat.

"Want to snatch treasures? With just you lot, you're not qualified! If you don't want to die, then get lost!"

Lin Xuan coldly commanded, then turned to leave.

But just then, a cold voice came from behind.

"Boy, you're arrogant, daring to injure someone from my War God Palace! Today, if you don't hand over the treasure, you won't leave."

This voice was extraordinarily cold, devoid of emotion, and brimming with endless killing aura.

Hearing this voice, Duan Tianlang's terrified expression eased, and the disciples around him quickly cheered.

"Brother Yan, it's Brother Yan's voice!"

"Great, Brother Yan Feng is here, that kid is doomed."

"Hmph, daring to injure our people, Brother Yan won't let him get away."

A group of War God Palace disciples sneered.

And upon hearing the voice from behind, Lin Xuan also frowned, naturally knowing it was Yan Feng.

But so what? Now he wasn't afraid of Yan Feng.

So, without a moment's hesitation, Lin Xuan backhandedly swung a sword towards the rear.

The longsword swept through the air, the giant Sword Qi shining with brilliance, like an immense rainbow, slashing fiercely.

"Courting death!"

The voice roared in anger, not expecting the other party to dare make a move.

Then, the void split open, and a stunning Sword Light swiftly shot out, fiercely colliding with the Sword Qi.

The clash of sword and blade formed a terrifying energy wave, surging in all directions.

Immediately, the whole void trembled, with terrible cracks appearing.

"Boy, you're too arrogant. Today, I'll ensure you die to atone."

Yan Feng's face darkened, his gaze like lightning, extremely daunting.

"Save that talk for after you've succeeded! If you want treasures, then bring it on!"

Faced with the famously fearsome Yan Feng, Lin Xuan remained unbothered, waving his hand with boundless war intent.

Without waiting for Yan Feng to attack, Lin Xuan took a step, swiftly walking forward.

His speed was fast, arriving in front of Yan Feng in a step, the Lonely Star Sword in his hand slashing down hard.

Meanwhile, a Thunder Sword quickly formed in his left hand, cutting towards Yan Feng's waist.

In an instant, two Sword Lights shone, both targeting Yan Feng's vitals.

Seeing this, Duan Tianlang and the elder from Divine Bird Palace turned pale with fear, their eyes full of terror, because they realized that if it were them, they'd be unable to dodge these two sword strikes.

Thinking of this, they shivered with fear, especially Duan Tianlang, whose body couldn't help but tremble.

Because he realized that Lin Xuan hadn't gone all out in their previous battle, otherwise, he'd already be a dead man.

The surrounding martial artists became extremely nervous; they didn't expect that facing Yan Feng, Lin Xuan would still dare to strike so boldly, and his initial moves were two major killing techniques.

This made them worry for Yan Feng.

However, Yan Feng wasn't renowned for nothing; his strength far surpassed Duan Tianlang's.

So, facing these fatal sword strikes, he showed no anxiety, swinging his long sword to form two Sword Lights, quickly slashing out diagonally.

This blade struck the Lonely Star Sword, while for the Thunder Hidden Sword at his waist, he chose to punch it.

In an instant, he countered Lin Xuan's attack.

However, Lin Xuan's expression remained calm, showing no emotional reaction to these two moves.

Because he knew well that these two moves wouldn't take Yan Feng's life, or Yan Feng wouldn't be Yan Feng.

Lin Xuan didn't retreat; instead, he took another step forward, flying quickly afar as the longsword in his hand thrust out again.

Each sword strike was piercingly sharp, targeting Yan Feng's vitals.

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