189: Kill dozens of geniuses from the three major forces!

On the other side, the battle between Lin Yuan and Bing Li'er also reached a fever pitch.

Bing Li'er had already unleashed her ultimate skill, the Ice Soul Heavenly Origin Art, her body covered in a crystalline ice armor, radiating cold Qi with every movement.

She held an ice crystal longsword in each hand, weaving a sky full of sword shadows.

"Ice Soul Myriad Illusions!" she shrieked, and the sword shadows transformed into countless ice crystal butterflies, flying overwhelmingly towards Lin Yuan.

Each butterfly contained a deadly chill, freezing anything it touched.

Lin Yuan's figure flickered, like a black lightning bolt weaving through the swarm of butterflies.

Each swing of his dark longsword precisely struck the butterflies' weakest points, shattering them.

"Shadow Dance Seven Kills!" He suddenly accelerated, his figure splitting into seven, attacking Bing Li'er from different angles.

Bing Li'er hurriedly spun her body, her ice crystal longswords forming a barrier.

Six figures were blocked, but the seventh strangely appeared behind her.

"Pfft!" The dark longsword pierced through her ice armor, emerging from her abdomen.

"Ah!" Bing Li'er let out a mournful cry, forcing Lin Yuan back with a reverse sword strike.

She staggered backward, her abdominal wound not bleeding, but rapidly freezing over.

"You... what kind of sword is this?" Bing Li'er was horrified to discover that her Ice Soul Divine Body was unable to freeze the strange black Qi at the wound.

Lin Yuan did not reply, his longsword pointing diagonally at the ground, approaching her step by step.

His eyes were cold and merciless, as if looking at a dead person.

Bing Li'er gritted her teeth, suddenly pulling out an ice-blue bead from her bosom and crushing it: "Extreme Cold Blast!"

"Boom!"

A terrifying cold tide erupted, instantly freezing the entire canyon.

Lin Yuan's figure was also frozen in translucent solid ice.

Bing Li'er gasped, about to let out a sigh of relief, when she heard a "crack," and cracks appeared in the ice.

A layer of black flame appeared on Lin Yuan's body, and the solid ice rapidly melted.

"Heavenly Soul Slash!" He broke through the ice, his dark longsword drawing a strange black arc of light.

Bing Li'er hastily blocked, but the black light directly penetrated her ice crystal longsword, striking her chest.

The ice armor shattered, and a hideous wound stretched from her right shoulder to her left abdomen, blood gushing out.

"No... impossible..." Bing Li'er knelt on the ground, her eyes filled with disbelief.

Her ultimate skill was actually broken by a single sword strike!

At the other end of the canyon, Xuan Wuji, taking advantage of Lin Beixuan and Mo Tianxiao's fierce battle, quietly approached Lin Ziye, who was recuperating.

In his hand was a dark dagger, glowing with a faint green light, clearly poisoned.

"Die!" Xuan Wuji suddenly burst forth, the dagger stabbing directly at Lin Ziye's back.

At the critical moment, a green light flashed, and Lin Ziye's figure strangely shifted three feet, avoiding the fatal blow.

Although he was still healing, his perception had not been lost.

"Soul Burning Art, Second Turn!" Lin Ziye forcefully activated the secret technique, his silver-white hair moving without wind, and the green light in his eyes surged.

He held his right hand in a virtual grip, and a longsword formed purely from spiritual Qi appeared in his hand.

"Void Slash!"

The sword light flashed, and space seemed to be torn apart, a tiny black crack appearing along the trajectory of the sword's edge.

Xuan Wuji hastily dodged, but his left arm was still severed.

"Ah!" Xuan Wuji let out a mournful scream, blood gushing from his severed arm. He staggered backward, his eyes filled with madness: "You forced me! Profound Fiend Imperial Blood, Awakening!"

He slammed his chest, spitting out a mouthful of vital blood. The blood did not disperse in the air; instead, it transformed into a strange rune and merged into his glabella.

"Boom!"

A terrifying aura of blood fiend erupted from Xuan Wuji's body, his body began to twist and swell, dense blood-colored patterns appeared on his skin, and the flesh at his severed arm writhed, actually growing a hideous blood-colored tentacle.

"Not good! Be careful!" Lin Ziye's face changed drastically, and he hurriedly retreated.

At this moment, Xuan Wuji was already half-demonic, his aura surging from the original King Realm seventh-level heaven to the King Realm Peak, and his rationality was rapidly diminishing.

He let out an inhuman roar and pounced towards Lin Ziye.

"Ziye!" Seeing this, Lin Beixuan immediately abandoned Mo Tianxiao and turned to rescue him.

He threw a punch, and a golden fist print smashed towards Xuan Wuji like a meteor.

Xuan Wuji did not dodge or evade, and with a swing of his blood-colored tentacle, he actually shattered the fist print.

He turned and pounced towards Lin Beixuan, his speed several times faster than before.

Lin Beixuan was caught off guard and was slapped on the chest by a claw, his golden battle robe shattered, and five deep blood marks were left on his chest.

He grunted, flying backward.

"Beixuan!" Seeing this, Lin Yuan immediately abandoned the heavily injured Bing Li'er, his figure flashing to Lin Beixuan's side, supporting his tottering body.

"I'm fine." Lin Beixuan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his Battle Intent even stronger: "Be careful, this guy is not simple..."

Lin Ziye, dragging his injured body, came to their side, the three of them standing back to back, facing the demonic Xuan Wuji and the heavily injured but still capable Mo Tianxiao and Bing Li'er.

"What do we do now?" Lin Ziye asked in a low voice, the spiritual Qi longsword in his hand trembling slightly.

Forcibly activating the Soul Burning Art's second turn, his body was already on the verge of collapse.

Lin Beixuan said in a deep voice: "Ah Yuan and I will team up to deal with that demonic guy, you deal with the other two first."

Lin Yuan nodded, strange black patterns appearing on his dark longsword: "Yin and Yang Fusion Strike."

"Good!" Lin Beixuan understood, his right hand touching Lin Yuan's left hand, their spiritual Qi perfectly fused, and a terrifying aura far exceeding before erupted.

Seeing this, Mo Tianxiao's face changed drastically: "Not good! They're going to use a Fusion skill! Stop them quickly!"

He endured his injuries, activating the bronze mirror to shoot out several golden lights.

Bing Li'er also gritted her teeth and stood up, gathering her last strength to release an Ice Dragon.

Lin Ziye stood in front of the two, sweeping his spiritual Qi longsword: "Golden Light Body Protection!"

A translucent spatial barrier appeared in front, blocking most of the attacks.

Although the barrier quickly shattered, it bought valuable time for Lin Beixuan and Lin Yuan.

"Yin and Yang Reversal!"

Lin Beixuan and Lin Yuan struck simultaneously, two energies, one gold and one black, intertwined in the air, forming a huge Taiji symbol.

As the symbol rotated, it released a destructive energy storm.

Xuan Wuji's demonic body was swept into the storm, his blood-colored tentacles breaking inch by inch, letting out mournful howls. Mo Tianxiao and Bing Li'er were also hit by the aftermath, spitting blood and flying backward.

The storm lasted for a full ten breaths before gradually subsiding. When the energy dissipated, Xuan Wuji had returned to human form, lying on the ground on his last breath, with no intact skin on his body.

Mo Tianxiao and Bing Li'er were even more gruesome; the former's limbs were twisted, and the latter's half body was frozen, her aura as weak as a flickering candle in the wind.

Lin Ziye knelt on one knee, supporting his body with his sword, weakly but relievedly looking at his two brothers: "Well... done..."

Lin Beixuan and Lin Yuan also consumed a great deal, but their condition was much better than their enemies'.

Lin Beixuan walked to Xuan Wuji's side, coldly looking at this Saint who was once so arrogant.

"Next life, remember not to provoke those you shouldn't." He stepped down, ending Xuan Wuji's life.

Lin Yuan, on the other hand, came before Bing Li'er, his dark longsword pressed against her throat. Bing Li'er's eyes were filled with fear, and she spoke with difficulty: "Spare... spare my life..."

"When you besieged my brother, did you ever consider sparing his life?" Lin Yuan's voice was cold, and with a flick of his wrist, the sword's edge sliced across.

Seeing this, Mo Tianxiao struggled to escape, but was pierced through the back by Lin Ziye's sword.

He turned his head with difficulty, his eyes full of unwillingness: "You... will regret this... Our three major forces... will never let you go..."

Before he could finish speaking, he breathed his last.

Soon, the lackeys of the three major forces were also all killed by Lin Beixuan and the other.

The canyon finally returned to peace, with only the scattered wreckage proving the earth-shattering battle that had just occurred.

Lin Beixuan let out a long sigh of relief, turned to look at his two brothers, and smiled.

Lin Ziye could no longer hold on, his vision went black, and he fell forward.

Lin Yuan, quick-witted, immediately supported him: "Your injuries are too severe, you must be treated immediately."

Lin Beixuan nodded: "Let's leave here first, the people from the three major forces will soon notice something is wrong."

He bent down and picked up Mo Tianxiao's bronze mirror and spatial ring, while Lin Yuan collected Bing Li'er's and Xuan Wuji's belongings.

The three quickly left the canyon and disappeared into the vast mountain forest.

Soon after they left, several powerful auras descended upon the canyon.

The old man leading them looked at the scattered corpses, especially Xuan Wuji's remains, and let out a furious roar that shook the heavens: "No matter who it is, my Profound Fiend Dynasty will tear them to pieces!"

The roar echoed through the valley, startling countless flying birds.

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