svetikya 827. Utilizing clan crests
827. Utilizing clan crests
This fighting technique can be said to be one of Ling Fengzhui's trump cards, combining speed and swordsmanship to the extreme. His sword strikes are like a tidal wave, aiming to completely suppress Xiao Yan!
The black vortex of soul flow released by Xiao Yan was directly shattered by this move in just two breaths, and the blade tide faced Xiao Yan directly!
If not handled properly, this move could indeed kill a half-saint level expert on the spot, but Xiao Yan has never been an ordinary person!
Xiao Yan clapped his hands together, and the bursting crimson lotus star flames suddenly transformed into a rapidly spinning fiery tornado, completely enveloping him. Crimson waves of fire surged and roared, forming an unbreakable wall of flames. Countless blades of light, like moths drawn to a flame, crashed fiercely into this fiery storm.
Wind-Summoning Palm!
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A series of chilling melting sounds rang out as the scorching flames and the chilling blade light clashed fiercely.
The deep blue ice crystal blade energy erupted into a violent energy conflict the moment it came into contact with the purplish-red flames, scattering sparks everywhere, as if a strange rain of fire was falling in this gloomy world.
Each impact of the blade's energy caused the flame barrier Xiao Yan had created to tremble violently. At the eye of the storm, Xiao Yan focused all his energy on maintaining the output of his strange fire, using his Wind-Suppressing Palm to continuously send flames to every part of the flame vortex, while the Burning Technique circulated wildly within his body. The chilling aura was intercepted by the strange fire, but amidst the constant impact of the blade energy, Xiao Yan did indeed sustain over a dozen bloody wounds, though these healed at a visible speed.
Then Xiao Yan gathered his power again, and the Heavenly Demon Phoenix Demon Core on the Xuan Heavy Ruler burst out with brilliant light. A Flame Dividing Wave Ruler also cut through the remaining tide of swords.
Seeing Xiao Yan break through the tide of swords, Ling Fengzhui clenched his left fist, and a black shadow rushed out, attempting to block Xiao Yan. The black shadow that had been repelled by Xiao Yan earlier split apart the moment it left Ling Fengzhui, surging out from all directions like a living, dark tide!
It was no longer a simple attack, but rather the formation of a chilling area that instantly sealed off the space around Xiao Yan. Countless ink spikes shot out silently from the shadows like venomous snakes, their angles cunning and ruthless, aiming directly at Xiao Yan's vital points.
Xiao Yan felt himself sinking into a quagmire, but his soul power still helped him lock onto the core he was looking for. He gripped the Xuan Heavy Ruler tightly with both hands, raised it high above his head, and slammed it down hard on the large swarm of ink spikes rushing towards him!
The Heavenly Ruler, domineering!
As expected, Xiao Yan found the Ink Shadow. With his full power, Xiao Yan swung his sword, Mo Ying, away. However, the numerous tiny ink spikes also restrained Xiao Yan in place. The Crimson Lotus Star Flame rose, burning away all the ink spikes that wanted to enter Xiao Yan's body.
Mo Ying, who had just been defeated by Xiao Yan, returned to Ling Fengzhui's body. Ling Fengzhui's fighting spirit grew stronger and stronger, and his aura continued to rise.
"Xiao Yan, if this is all you can do, you won't be able to make it to the third level of the Heavenly Tomb."
Xiao Yan could sense that Ling Fengzhui's current performance was quite exaggerated. This simple and direct clash was very enjoyable for Xiao Yan. However, Xiao Yan had to admit that he had suffered a small loss in the battle just now, because Ling Fengzhui's fighting style was too unrestrained and exceeded Xiao Yan's expectations.
Xiao Yan remained silent, but his hands flashed across his chest, forming complex and profound hand seals with lightning speed, creating afterimages in the process.
"The Three Mysterious Transformations of Heavenly Fire!"
With a low shout from Xiao Yan, three completely different auras of strange fire erupted! The Dou Qi within Xiao Yan's body instantly became incredibly violent, and his aura surged, breaking through from the early stage of the Half-Saint realm to the late stage of the Half-Saint realm!
At this moment, the crimson lotus star flame seemed to be blessed by the power of origin, and its color became even deeper. At this moment, the power of the strange fire was clearly demonstrated, and the cold air held by Ling Fengzhui could no longer get within a foot of Xiao Yan.
However, just as Xiao Yan's aura reached its peak, a sudden change occurred.
Beneath Xiao Yan's forehead, some ancient mark seemed to be fully activated by this violent power, sending a slight burning sensation through him. Immediately afterward, an ancient and noble pattern flashed across Xiao Yan's skin, and the pressure emanating from it in that instant caused the energy in this space to pause slightly.
Ling Fengzhui stared intently at the pattern that appeared and disappeared between Xiao Yan's eyebrows behind the ghost mask. After confirming that he hadn't misread it, Ling Fengzhui laughed heartily: "Hahaha, although I don't know why, you also have a clan mark."
Ling Fengzhui held nothing back. He clenched his fist, and the Dou Di bloodline belonging to the Ling Clan within him surged violently. In the center of his forehead, a cloud-shaped pattern composed of pure energy suddenly lit up, radiating a silver glow.
"Spirit Clan Clan Mark, activate!"
With Ling Fengzhui's low roar, the silver light of the cloud-shaped clan pattern intensified, and his aura also exploded violently, instantly breaking through the shackles of the mid-stage of the Half-Saint realm and reaching the peak of the late-stage Half-Saint realm, even faintly touching the boundary of the One-Star Dou Sheng realm.
Ling Fengzhui's aura was earth-shattering. The long sword in his hand seemed to hum excitedly, and the dark blue ice crystals on the blade seemed to come alive, looking even more crystal clear and dazzling, exuding a chilling aura.
Not only has his cultivation level improved, but his entire spirit and energy have reached a whole new level!
"Xiao Yan, take this! This is my true strength!" Ling Fengzhui roared, his fighting spirit reaching its peak.
Seeing Ling Fengzhui in this state, Xiao Yan knew that what followed was a life-or-death struggle between the two, and there was no possibility of holding back.
Xiao Yan's soul power also erupted like a raging sea, forming a vortex of soul power behind Ling Fengzhui, pulling at his body while trying to shatter Ling Fengzhui.
However, faced with this soul-crushing attack from behind, Lingfeng's lips curled into a mocking smile behind the ghost mask.
"Xiao Yan, don't forget I'm a member of the Spirit Clan. These kinds of tricks won't work on me!"
"Spiritual Fusion!"
Ling Fengzhui's body suddenly trembled, and the silver light of the cloud-shaped clan mark between his eyebrows shone again. His fighting spirit and soul power gradually merged!
Even though Xiao Yan's soul power was superior to Ling Fengzhui's, the latter still managed to shatter Xiao Yan's soul vortex with a single strike after using the Spirit Clan's secret technique!
The shattered soul power surged everywhere, and Ling Fengzhui remained motionless amidst the turbulent energy flow.
However, when the Soul Flow Black Vortex was broken, a faint light appeared in Xiao Yan's eyes, and he suddenly poured his Dou Qi into his right arm.
Ling Fengzhui was able to unleash his power, and his fighting spirit is now equally high!
The power of devouring, the void swallows the heavens!