Joining the Joyful Union Sect, My Life in the Grip of My Senior Sister

Chapter 312: Taste My Sword!



Chapter 312: Taste My Sword!

 

Lin Fengmian smiled slightly and said, “This is quite an honor, but I don’t have time to waste on you!”

 

He raised the Zhen Yuan sword in his hand, and the boundless lightning drawn by Zhen Yuan descended from the sky, striking Luo Zhiyi’s domain.

 

Although Luo Zhiyi’s Blade Wind Domain had created a sanctuary for him, the endless lightning being drawn in continuously attacked his domain. It was as if he was now within the domain of another Void Realm expert, constantly being worn down.

 

While the Blade Wind Domain could withstand the assault, over time it would eventually be breached by the lightning. Cracks were already beginning to appear within his domain, causing him great distress.

 

“Boy, prepare to die!”

 

He transformed into a whirlwind and lunged at Lin Fengmian, his domain moving with him, sweeping across the surroundings like a hurricane.

 

Lin Fengmian would not let him get close, constantly darting and dodging between the peaks. Countless blade lights slashed out, but they couldn’t even touch his shadow, only striking the surrounding mountains and rivers.

 

Relying on the power of the formation, he frequently shifted his form and Luo Zhiyi couldn’t catch up, which made him furious.

 

“Boy, do you think this will save you? Watch as I break your formation and take your life!”

 

He forcefully brought down his Blade Wind Domain, enveloping one of the nine peaks, his long blade swinging widely.

 

Brilliant blade light pierced through, sending rocks flying everywhere as dense blade intent continuously slashed at the peak, eroding the mountain.

 

Lin Fengmian cursed inwardly; indeed, few of these powerful experts were stupid!

 

Luo Xue said in a deep voice, “Break into his domain with the Stabilizing the World technique and shatter it with the Nine Heavens Thunder. Without his domain, he’s nothing!”

 

Lin Fengmian nodded, gathered his spiritual energy, and swung the Zhen Yuan with all his might.

 

Zhen Yuan instantly transformed into a giant sword hundreds of meters long, drawing countless lightning bolts towards Luo Zhiyi.

 

“Try my sword!”

 

Luo Zhiyi was not alarmed but rather delighted, laughing as he lunged at Lin Fengmian, delivering a massive blade strike with his backhand.

 

The blade light and sword light collided, shattering the ground and sending the sword qi and blade aura scattering in all directions.

 

Relying on the power of the formation, Lin Fengmian managed to withstand the blade strike, forcing his way into Luo Zhiyi’s domain and thrusting his sword at him.

 

A huge crack appeared in Luo Zhiyi’s domain, causing him great pain as he glared at Lin Fengmian who had entered his domain.

 

“Kid, how dare you damage my domain? You’re dead!”

 

Lin Fengmian, who was now inside the domain, was constantly being drained by the flying blade intent, forcing him to constantly clash with these intangible blade intents.

 

Feeling the increasing pressure and seeing the crack in the domain gradually healing, he finally understood Luo Xue’s intention.

 

If he hadn’t torn open a gap and instead entered the domain directly, he would have been cut off from the external formation long ago. This domain was indeed terrifying!

 

Not daring to hesitate, he shouted, “Eight Desolations Fiendgod!”

 

A Thirty-Zhang Eight Desolations Fiendgod manifestation appeared in the formation, raising its giant sword.

 

“Nine Heavens Thunder!”

 

With a thunderous boom, countless mountains among the nine peaks instantly collapsed. The formation’s power was drained, and all the lightning within it was instantly drawn out.

 

The Nine Heavens Thunder was a last-ditch tactic of the formation, and at this moment, Lin Fengmian only wanted to end the battle quickly, regardless of the cost.

 

Boundless lightning from all directions converged on Lin Fengmian inside the domain.

 

The domain and the formation’s lightning continued to wear each other down, and the domain’s rule of law began to collapse.

 

Lin Fengmian’s Eight Desolations Fiendgod, with its eight arms gripping Zhen Yuan, was surrounded by surging sword qi, emitting a chilling aura as he declared, “Blood Slaughter Ten Thousand Spirits Sword!”

 

Around him, countless tiny sword qi and lightning, like a hundred rivers flowing into the sea, descended like meteors toward Luo Zhiyi.

 

This sword technique was originally the Clear Wind Ten Thousand Spirit Sword of the Qionghua Sect, a sword that exuded a divine and ethereal aura.

 

However, Lin Fengmian and Luo Xue had transformed it into a technique brimming with demonic energy. Even the Supreme of Qionghua would be bewildered if she saw it.

 

The Eight Desolations Fiendgod’s sword qi and lightning surged, slicing through the air and tearing apart the domain, as if determined to cut Luo Zhiyi down with a single strike.

 

Luo Zhiyi watched his domain being continuously torn apart, his eyes bloodshot with rage, but this was not the time to dwell on it.

 

He realized that he had underestimated this young man and shouted in a panic, “Blade King! Heaven Blade is everywhere!”

 

His body instantly expanded, transforming into a hundred-foot-tall heavenly manifestation that towered above the earth.

 

This hundred-foot tall manifestation was only possible due to the domain’s enhancement, wielding a giant blade almost as tall as himself.

 

The long sword and long blade clashed, each side stubbornly holding its ground, with blade qi and sword qi scattering and devouring each other.

 

Soon, due to the superior quality of Zhen Yuan and the continuous influx of lightning, Lin Fengmian’s Eight Desolations Fiendgod steadily pushed forward.

 

Luo Zhiyi’s blade tip continuously shattered, countless blade qi scattered, and the blade body was thrown back, causing the giant manifestation to tremble violently.

 

He could hardly believe it, roaring in defiance, “Impossible!”

 

He didn’t know that the Zhen Yuan in Lin Fengmian’s hand was as sharp as divine tools.

 

How could he possibly withstand a direct confrontation with Lin Fengmian?

 

With a fierce expression on his face, Lin Fengmian’s Eight Desolations God roared and dealt a series of blows to the giant sword formed by Zhen Yuan.

 

In front of Luo Zhiyi’s horrified eyes, Zhen Yuan advanced inch by inch before collapsing like an avalanche.

 

Lin Fengmian’s momentum was unstoppable, and the long blade suffered extensive damage.

 

Luo Zhiyi roared, gathered the entire domain, and threw Lin Fengmian away with a mighty shake.

 

But as Lin Fengmian flew backwards, he used his last remaining strength to thrust out a sword.

 

One sword to stabilize the world!

 

The Zhen Yuan wrapped in lightning turned into a streak of light, instantly piercing through Luo Zhiyi’s manifestation.

 

Luo Zhiyi’s manifestation collapsed, his hands gripping the Zhen Yuan embedded in his chest, his eyes filled with disbelief.

 

“Boy, let’s die together!”

 

A dark wind vortex appeared on Luo Zhiyi’s body, and the entire domain began to collapse.

 

He was the first to be sucked into it.

 

But the vortex didn’t stop, it continued to absorb everything within the domain’s range.

 

“Bad, this guy is detonating his domain and trying to take you down with him!”

 

Lin Fengmian was now powerless, unable to move, and about to be sucked into the wind vortex.

 

Luo Xue was about to act, but suddenly stopped.

 

A roar echoed, and Jun Fengya and Jun Yunshang, who were riding the Lion Roar Beast, flew out and turned into a streak of light that flew towards Lin Fengmian.

 

Just as Lin Fengmian was about to be sucked into the wind vortex, she spread her arms wide, grabbed Lin Fengmian, and held him firmly back.

 

Lin Fengmian felt himself pressed against a soft place, buried in a deep abyss, almost unable to breathe.

 

“Run, you fence-sitter!” Jun Fengya shouted.

 

The lion beast roared, flapping its wings and kicking desperately with its legs, but only struggling to move in place.

 

Jun Yunshang also reached out and grabbed Lin Fengmian’s waist, preventing him from being carried away by the wind.

 

The three of them were surrounded by howling wind, countless flying sand and stones being sucked in, cutting through their bodies like sharp blades.

 

The Lion Beast’s wings were almost broken, and its body stiffened, but it still couldn’t escape.

 

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