"The joint effort of the Six Sword Saints can't break this witch's defense?"
Ling Tianzun's pupils suddenly contracted. How could Xia Yunxin, so effortlessly, withstand the Ancient Demon Sealing Sword Formation, which even he couldn't resist?
Moreover, this was while she was still healing Ling Chen, multitasking.
Seeing the ineffective attack, Ling Yi also pointed his fingers, manipulating the trajectory of the Sword Light, retracting it, and then shouted loudly: "Six Swords Unite!"
With his shout, the six distinctly colored Sword Lights converged together, forming a dazzling ten-ter Sword Light, like an ancient Divine Sword, divided into six segnts, each a different color, emitting destructive, ancient waves.
Whoosh!
The colorful Sword Light shot out, leaving a scorched mark in the Void, abruptly changing direction, and charged toward Xia Yunxin's back.
Slash!
This ti, Xia Yunxin's black shield cracked with a sound, penetrated straight through. Her pupils flashed slightly, and her left hand freed up, forming a black rune between her palm, like a small vortex.
The colorful Sword Light rged from six Sword Lights pierced into the small vortex at lightning speed, "slash", Xia Yunxin's lips oozed fresh blood, evidently wounded by the rged sword qi.
Witnessing this, Ling Yi's eyes suddenly brightened, spirits lifted; luckily, this witch wasn't invincible, not overwhelmingly strong. As earlier, nurous tactics couldn't harm Xia Yunxin in the slightest, even causing him to lose confidence.
Fortunately, the efforts of the Ancient Demon Sealing Sword Formation had an effect.
"Witch, prepare to die!"
Ling Yi's eyebrow Sword Intent surged, the best ti to kill Xia Yunxin was now. If she freed her hands, they might not have another chance.
Hence, success must be achieved in one go; seize her weakness to claim her life!
Exploding his Sword Intent to the extre, the six-colored Sword Light then spun rapidly, frantically tearing at the small vortex, attempting to break free from its constraints and kill Xia Yunxin!
"Despicable old scoundrel."
Seeing Xia Yunxin's increasingly pale face, Ling Chen's expression darkened. He no longer held any goodwill towards the Ling Family, this so-called millennium Swordsaint Family wasn't worthy of its na; their conduct was no different from the previous Witch Fiend Sect, outwardly dazzling, inwardly sordid.
As the last trace of gentle Energy was injected into Ling Chen's body, Xia Yunxin suddenly released her hand, her lovely face turning icy, with eyes like an Ice Cave so chilling that Ling Yi couldn't help but shrink his heart.
Just one glance was enough to make him, a Four Layer Saint, shiver!
After all, she was the East Sea Witch God, an ancestral figure from a thousand years ago. It was known that a Saint's lifespan was only five hundred years, making a thousand-year life impossible. Yet, the Witch God was already a high-level Saint a thousand years ago, and not just any typical high-rank, otherwise, she couldn't have dominated the Nine Provinces Land of the ti, hardly encountering any rivals.
The era a thousand years ago was different from today, then the number of high-rank Saints wasn't as scarce. Today, among various Aristocratic Families, only the Imperial Clan holds high-rank Saints, while the others don't; thus, the gap between eras is stark.
Now that Xia Yunxin's hands were completely freed, she fully controlled the dazzling Sword Light, stopping its advancent by even half a step.
Weird blood spread between Xia Yunxin's palms, forming an ancient Demonic Flower Pattern. The flower was vibrant yet dark, exuding a bloodlust and eerie aura.
Sizzle sizzle sizzle!
Under the spreading Demonic Flower Pattern, the dazzling Sword Light dimd visibly, unable to withstand the demon flower's erosion.
"Not good!"
Ling Yi sensed sothing amiss, urgently withdrawing his hands. The severely eroded Sword Light rapidly broke free from Xia Yunxin's grasp, flying back.
Yet, under Xia Yunxin's erosion, the power of this Six Sword Union Sword Light was less than half its original strength.
"This witch is really trouble!"
Ling Yi's face took on a heavy expression, sighing inwardly with regret; if Xia Yunxin had hesitated even a little earlier, he believed he could have inflicted severe damage, if not death.
Ling Tingfeng, Ling Ba, Ling Lie, and other Saints of the Ling Family were secretly astonished, each with varying expressions. Xia Yunxin's strength indeed reached a terrifying level, even the Ancient Demon Sealing Sword Formation couldn't subdue her.
"Old thing, you hurt him."
Xia Yunxin's gaze fell on Ling Yi, releasing impressive coldness from her beautiful eyes. Her hand suddenly rose, the Demonic Flower Pattern rapidly squird, and lastly condensed into a blood-colored Finger Light between her fingers.
The blood-colored Finger Light erupted with dazzling radiance, transforming into a beam shooting out instantly, reaching Ling Yi in the blink of an eye, aid directly at his throat.
"Great Elder!"
The eerie blood-colored beam made Ling Tingfeng, Ling Ba, and others' faces drastically change, exclaiming in shock.
Ling Yi was equally astonished, quickly raising his Stone Sword to block frontward, with a "clang", the beam struck the body of the sword fiercely, causing Ling Yi's body to fly backward suddenly, spurting a mouthful of fresh blood.
"How could it be?"
Not far away, Ling Tianzun watched in shock, vividly understanding Ling Yi's power. His cultivation was even deeper than his own, yet unexpectedly, only one move caused him to vomit blood and fly away; how horrifyingly strong was this witch?
Ling Yi staggered back five to six ters before stabilizing, his face growing sullen. Initially thinking Xia Yunxin was heavily wounded, making it their chance; no one expected even injured, Xia Yunxin remained so troubleso, unbelievably hard to deal with.
Without giving Ling Yi much ti to think, Xia Yunxin suddenly darted toward him, sending a long-distance palm strike. The dark Palm Seal twisted the Void, extraordinarily demonic.
"Hmph, did you really think this old man would have no way to deal with you?"
Confronted by this, Ling Yi first startled, then his eyes flashed fiercely. He flipped his palm, revealing a Black Box exuding a ghostly blue aura in his hand, precisely the Saint's Soul Niche.
"Spirits of the ancestors, aid in slaying the demon!"
With Ling Yi's crazed roar, the Soul Niche suddenly opened. In the next mont, with his True Qi frantically infused, magnificent ghostly blue beams shot out from the niche, surging into the sky, each carrying terrifying ancient pressure, echoing ancient cries, resonating through the Void, shaking heaven and earth.
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