The power of the Light and Shadow Strikes is in no way inferior to the Netherworld Immortal Slash.
Amidst the intense public attention.
Leng Yuexi's lightsaber and the crescent moon sword beam of the Abyss Palace Master rushed towards each other.
boom.
Rumble.
The two sword beams collided like two mountains crashing together, producing a deafening roar that echoed throughout the entire world.
Dust billowed and smoke billowed, and the aftershocks of the energy spread rapidly in all directions, creating a tremendous spectacle.
The cultivators watching from afar hurriedly set up a defensive line, but were still forced to retreat repeatedly.
The fog lifted, revealing the two sides locked in battle.
Zhuge Tian swallowed hard, still shaken, but he had managed to withstand the astonishing blow.
Leng Yue showed no joy; her cold expression was tinged with solemnity.
The difference in power level cannot be completely bridged even with formations, and if this continues, her energy expenditure will be much greater than that of the Palace Master Yuan.
Lord Yuan was even more dissatisfied with this result, as Leng Yuexi's performance once again exceeded his expectations.
His full-force attack was completely blocked. He was someone who was close to becoming a Xuanxian. How did the other party do that? Was this broken formation that powerful?
He was somewhat embarrassed and angry, and said fiercely:
"Hmph, you think you're so capable? I don't believe it. Let's see how many of my moves you can withstand. Dark Erosion, Annihilation Sword, Eternal Night Immortal Slaughtering Slash..."
As he spoke, Palace Master Yuan unleashed several attacks in quick succession, each one possessing power comparable to the previous Netherworld Immortal-Slaying Slash.
Zhuge Tian was completely distraught.
He looked at the powerful sword beams coming at him, not knowing what to do. He, a dignified Great Emperor, was like a child waiting to be slaughtered, powerless to do anything about it.
Those watching the battle were worried for Leng Yuexi and the others when they saw the overwhelming offensive launched by Lord Yuan.
"It's over, it's all over now."
"If they lose, we're doomed too."
Shang Ziming also frowned deeply.
Manager Qian also looked tense.
As the hope of everyone, Leng Yuexi maintained a calm demeanor, her clear eyes shining with unwavering determination.
Her hands moved rapidly, forming hand seals, and the Zhou Tian Annihilation Sword Formation began to operate wildly, its spiritual light shining brightly.
The Frost Divine Sword appeared before her, its blade gleaming brightly.
At this moment, the Frost Sword and the sword formation formed a magical connection, and the frequency of their flashing spiritual light remained consistent.
It was flashing, as if it were communicating with something.
In that brief moment, everyone noticed that the aura of the 360 swords forming the sword formation seemed to have become stronger.
They have become sharper, and their aura has become more intense.
The Frost Sword shone with dazzling light, piercing the dark night and exuding extreme cold and unparalleled sharpness.
Lord Yuan's killing move is about to come.
Leng Yuexi's expression was solemn, and her voice was cold, "Snowflakes are falling, and ice covers ten thousand miles."
As she finished speaking, the temperature of the surrounding air suddenly dropped, becoming extremely cold, as if freezing everything in its path.
Even those watching from afar couldn't help but shudder.
"Achoo, it's so cold."
Seeing this, the Palace Master Yuan said disdainfully, "A mere trick. If you think you can neutralize my attack with this, you're dreaming."
Leng Yuexi ignored him, pointed her finger, and three hundred and sixty swords gathered together like snowflakes, drifting towards the attacking sword energy.
The previous Light and Shadow Strikes were only on par with the Netherworld Immortal Slash, let alone this small Cold Spirit Sword.
Bang bang bang.
The three hundred and sixty swords were quickly shattered into pieces, turning into a vast expanse of white snow. In an instant, heavy snow fell, and the world was transformed into a snowy landscape.
Seeing this, Palace Master Yuan looked at Leng Yuexi suspiciously, "All this for? That shouldn't be the case!"
Just then, the scattered snowflakes suddenly brightened, turning into specks of cold light that entwined around the incoming sword light.
For a moment, these murderous sword beams froze, unable to move, as if they had been frozen.
Everyone was taken aback.
Lord Yuan thought to himself, "That's more like it. But it's not that easy to resolve this. Hmph, break it for me."
Upon hearing the order from the Palace Master of the Abyss, the trapped sword beams flashed with inspiration, their momentum intensified, and they broke free, continuing their attack towards Leng Yuexi and the others.
Zhuge Tian's face, which had just shown a hint of joy, turned deathly pale. Looking at Leng Yuexi, who remained calm, he felt ashamed.
Leng Yuexi was clearly prepared and never thought she could actually trap these powerful sword beams.
She pointed at the Frost Divine Sword and uttered a soft command, "The power of frost can slay gods and destroy immortals. Go, Little Frost."
The Frost Divine Sword let out a sword cry that resounded through the nine heavens, and a cold light emerged, transforming into a chilling rainbow that rushed towards the incoming sword light.
The Frost Sword, already enhanced by the Zhou Tian Annihilation Sword Formation, now possessed an unparalleled and indestructible sharpness, leaving behind a long trail of white mist wherever it passed.
It is like the supreme king among swords, looking down upon the world, fiercely stabbing at the incoming sword beams.
Bang.
Bang.
Bang.
Wherever the Frost Divine Sword passed, the incoming sword beams were defeated one by one, as easily as killing a chicken.
After Xiaoshuang finished doing all this, she pointed the tip of her sword at Lord Yuan, eager to try and give him a blow herself.
The next moment she received Leng Yuexi's command, "Come back, Xiaoshuang. It's still very difficult for you to hurt him now."
Xiao Shuang returned with the Frost Sword, muttering to herself:
"A mere cultivator who hasn't even reached the Xuanxian level dares to flaunt his power in front of the master. What audacity!"
If it were before, I wouldn't even bother to look at him; a sneeze from him would have been enough to deal with him.
"Alas, a dragon stranded in shallow waters is mocked by shrimp, a tiger fallen to the plains is bullied by dogs! Master, I need to recover quickly."
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