Beads of cold sweat the size of beans kept pouring from his forehead, and his twisted facial features kept trembling, all indicating that he was not relaxed at this mont.
The Saintly Sea Daoist, as if afflicted with Parkinson's, held the duster with trembling hands, slowly waving it forward. As long as he could fully execute this move, Xiao Tian and Ghost Face would undoubtedly die.
At this mont, Xiao Tian was naturally not idle either. The effects of the dicine that accelerated the circulation of True Qi had passed, and now he could only rely on the energy of his physical body, along with the almost negligible assistance of True Qi, to slowly raise his hand holding the pill.
Both of them were desperately persisting; whoever launched their killing move first would seize the opportunity for survival. Moreover, the Saintly Sea Daoist had even more reason not to fail. If he couldn't fully unleash the killing move.
Over a hundred ice blades, sharp enough to cut through iron and gold, would simultaneously turn on him, leaving nothing but scraps.
This was also why the Saintly Sea Daoist didn't easily use this move when facing the Celestial Punishnt Daoist; he feared he couldn't control it. And this killing move, which could almost be called a Quasi-Forbidden Technique, would result in his death if it backfired.
Now, encountering Xiao Tian, his greatest enemy whom he wished to perish together with, he finally resolved to use this Quasi-Forbidden Technique for the second ti, including this occasion.
mories kept replaying in Saintly Sea Daoist's mind, comparing the past glory with his fellow disciples in the sect to all the unbearable things he endured later.
He intended to transform this hatred into motivation, supporting himself to unleash this killing move, and then seeking revenge.
anwhile, Xiao Tian had his reasons not to die. He still had family to take care of, a girlfriend to love, and the missing Liu Hanyan to find, with too many friends' hopes not to disappoint!
Thinking of all these, Xiao Tian absolutely would not allow himself to lose!
Xiao Tian shouted fiercely and then began to send the pill into his mouth with visible speed. At the sa ti, the Saintly Sea Daoist completed his move, and the previously motionless ice blades trembled again, directly stabbing at the two.
Ghost Face's hand still hadn't withdrawn from the backpack, this feeling of having an empty tool but unable to use it was enough to disgust soone to death!
The Saintly Sea Daoist, having completed everything, sat on the ground uncontrollably trembling, his lips cracked and his face extrely pale, yet he smiled, as this grudge and hatred were finally about to be resolved!
Saintly Radiance, Saintly Bright, Saintly Judge, if you three senior brothers have spirits in heaven, open your eyes and watch...
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The instant the pill entered his mouth, it turned into a violent energy, which began to rampage within the ridians as if with fear, like a mad bull. If it were an ordinary person, the ridians would have long been unable to withstand it and would have burst.
However, at this mont, the ice blades surrounding from all directions were already close at hand, giving him no extra ti to react.
Ghost Face, drenched in cold sweat, did not give up, still making his last, desperate struggle. When he was shocked to realize the Saintly Sea Daoist's attack was already near, before he could feel horrified, he was firmly protected by a layer of golden shield.
It was the strongest defense Xiao Tian could create in a panic, although it was an incomplete version, he still had confidence that even if he couldn't avoid severe injuries after this wave of attacks, at least he wouldn't be killed on the spot!
At the critical mont, Xiao Tian continually injected a large amount of True Qi, maintaining the shield in front of him. The higher the defense degree at this ti, the less damage he would suffer.
The Celestial Punishnt Daoist, watching the whole process, couldn't help but show a gleam in his eyes, unable to hide his excitent, a reaction shared by the mastermind behind all this—the Saintly Sea Daoist as well.
No matter how the two were opposed before, at this mont, they shared the sa feeling, a sense of imnse relief, like finishing a bottle of chilled beer in the heat of sumr!
That sense of relief even gave them an impulse to moan or shout loudly!
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For a long ti, the ice blades did not advance again; although this was undoubtedly a major blessing for Xiao Tian, he still remained cautious, keeping the shield in front of him unaltered.
After a mont, everyone finally discovered the source of this anomaly—two stunning beauties, Lin Bingxuan and linda.
The two stood shoulder to shoulder, one holding a long whip, with tight-fitting red leather clothing outlining a tempting full perfect curve, and a solemn expression on her exquisite pretty face, looking very valiant!
The other had a hand placed behind her, wearing a black-and-white checkered coat, wrapping her impressive figure, with her beautiful face covered in frost, seemingly wanting to freeze all beings of heaven and earth.
Although Lin Bingxuan was usually kind and compromising, when it ca to matters involving Xiao Tian, there was no room for negotiation. She indeed has a gentle temperant, but this does not an she has no temper at all.
And once Lin Bingxuan got angry, it ant soone was going to have bad luck. Her kindness in ordinary tis was proportional to how terrifying she could be once angered.
For instance, now, if she saw soone vomiting blood on the ground in the past, Lin Bingxuan might have felt sowhat moved. However, now, despite the Saintly Sea Daoist lying in front of her, she remained utterly unmoved, like a perfect sculpture forged by ice.
Lin Bingxuan and linda's tily appearance surprised and delighted Xiao Tian, making him feel slightly comforted. They were aware of how dangerous this could be, yet they ca to rescue him without a second thought!
The Saintly Sea Daoist struggled to stand up, instantly flashed in front of his disciples, and reached out to stop everyone's agitation: "Don't be impulsive, you are not their match!"
As soon as his voice fell, the sea of blue True Qi disappeared instantly, and the ice blades in mid-air, as if losing their support, spun and fell one by one, lting into the ground, as if they never appeared.
"Form the formation!"
The Saintly Sea Daoist shouted, shaking all the twenty or so disciples around, who then quickly took up their designated positions, sitting cross-legged, rapidly changing one hand seal after another.
On the other side, Xiao Tian suddenly clasped his hands in front of him, as if grabbing sothing in mid-air, and then an iron chain engulfed in blue flas slowly manifested.
The Saintly Sea Daoist was startled; if they were interrupted at this ti, then the whole group would be finished, not to ntion attacking the opponent, but even running away would be powerless.
At this mont, the fainted Yun You slowly regained consciousness. Seeing Xiao Tian actually confronting the Saintly Sea Daoist, he suddenly felt imnsely delighted, staring unblinkingly at the battlefield.
Noticing Xiao Tian not making any move, the Saintly Sea Daoist was secretly pleased; this guy dared to overextend himself, making sure he will make him regret it.
Urging his disciples to speed up on one hand, he stood at the center point, with a Dharma Seal ford in his hand, and a translucent water curtain instantly appeared above his head.
In the dreamy void, a waterfall-like energy gushed continuously into the body of the Saintly Sea Daoist, making him feel as if he could overlook the world, as if his every move could cause land to shake and oceans to overturn!
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