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The old man's eyes lit up as a hint of passion flashed through them. He said, "A sword is a good sword. A high grade spirit artifact would be a bit wronged by your hand!"

Ling Yan sneered, "A weapon has its own weapon spirit, and it has its own choice whether it's compatible or not. I'll give it to you, you might not even have the qualifications to own it!" As soon as he finished his sentence, he swung his sword from top to bottom from a distance of more than ten meters.

In the old man's left hand appeared a thin, snow-white blade that was two feet long and three inches wide. It was not an exaggeration to say that this blade had no blade or hilt, and that each blade was a half circle with a square horn on it. It was more like a silver-white steel plate, worthy of its name as the Absolute Saber Gate. Although the blade in the old man's hand looked ordinary, it had a resounding name: "Soul Devouring Saber.

The elder wielded the Soul Devouring Saber in his hand, and with a casual spin, a bright saber light blocked the saber light that was right in front of him. "Bang!" Before he could even regain his footing, Ling Yan had already jumped up into the air. He used his sword in mid-air as a blade and swung his sword towards the old man. As his sword swung down, layers upon layers of sword walls pressed down onto the old man below with a loud bang — —

A sneer appeared on the old man's face. Although this move was extremely powerful, it was useless. With a flash, he appeared right above Ling Yan. "Boom!" There was a deafening sound, strong Qi shot out in all directions, creating a loud noise. The sword wall hit the ground firmly, creating a trench that was about twenty meters wide and two meters deep.

Ling Yan's reaction was extremely fast, and before the old man could reveal himself, the black sword in his hand shook, instantly transforming into nine similar black swords that were slightly smaller than his own. The nine illusory black swords only paused for a fraction of a second before they whistled and rushed to attack the old man from all sides. With a loud shout, the old man threw out the Soul Devouring Saber. The moment the Soul Devouring Saber left his hand, it expanded, breaking through the small sword formation created by Ling Yan, and continued to attack Ling Yan who was still looking down at him. Ling Yan felt like he was being locked by an aura, and knew that no matter how he dodged, the blade would always follow him, getting closer and closer until he was into a powder. A wave of excitement rose in his heart. This was a battle, when fighting with them on Earth, no matter if it was a bear, or with Tsukiko, no matter how their moves changed or how steep their forms were, there was always a sense of calmness in his heart, because no matter how vicious their attacks were, there would always be room for manoeuvre at the last moment. It was not a joke to engage in a conversation with this old man now. The slightest carelessness could put one's life at risk. One could not be careless! However, it was also more stimulating, as it would be able to trigger the battle consciousness hidden deep within the body.

A sharp whistling sound rang out, and before the black sword could come into contact with the Soul Devouring Saber, a pillar of light as thick as a fist shot out from the tip of the sword and struck the Soul Devouring Saber. The Soul Devouring Blade was slightly paused by the beam of light, and although the momentum of its descent was not reduced in the slightest, the tip of the black sword had already come into contact with the half-circle head of the Soul Devouring Blade — "Clang!" A loud sound rang out, as if a gigantic bell had been struck. Layers of sound waves swept out in all directions, and the entire space was immediately filled with "Buzz Buzz!" The ground trembled. He didn't have time to lift his head, so he only saw the old man's left hand making a strange seal in mid-air with his divine sense. The old man pressed his right palm down slightly, and a tiny light appeared in the center of his palm, following the appearance of the light. A tiny crystal light flashed, and when it appeared again, it had already turned into a two meter long blade, flying rapidly towards Ling Yan between the old man and Ling Yan.

A feeling of being locked onto rose up in Ling Yan's heart. He didn't know where the old man had gotten that huge blade, but he knew that if he was hit by it, his soul would definitely be annihilated. He had already moved a few meters away from Ling Yan, and while he was still moving, he had already gathered all of his true energy and punched out. Sure enough, the shadow that had been left on the ground did not dissipate and was cut horizontally by the huge blade, without any signs of stopping. The huge blade completely violated the laws of gravity, and the cold light once again chased after Ling Yan, just in time to catch up to Ling Yan as he turned around and threw a punch. With a dull thud, the huge saber disappeared from sight. Ling Yan felt a stifling pain in his chest as he was sent flying back about 20 feet before he came to a stop. He looked up and saw a flash of saber light. Another huge blade was rapidly approaching him.

This time, there was not even a shadow left. When he reappeared, he was surrounded by six figures, and all six of them flashed at the same time. The three figures went up to meet the huge blade flying at them, while the other three figures flew up to the old man in midair.

The old man saw Ling Yan creating five clones in the air and his face turned serious. He muttered to himself, "Soul Splitting Mirror? How could he have this ability? "

One of the three doppelgangers that Ling Yan had left on the ground flashed to where the real body had been standing, only to dissipate after landing on it with a single strike. However, the doppelganger was an energy body formed from Ling Yan's true essence, and it was not like an image, it was just an image. Although the doppelganger was scattered, the explosive energy also caused some resistance to the giant blade. With a dull thud, the ground was blasted apart by the explosion. A huge pit with a diameter of seven to eight meters was formed. After the explosion, both the huge blade and the doppelganger disappeared without a trace.

When his first doppelganger was dispersed by the huge blade, Ling Yan had brought his two doppelgangers along with him as they rushed towards the old man in a triangular formation – when they were sparring on Earth with Xiong Feng, in order to avoid Ling Yan's attack, Ling Yan had also produced seven or eight doppelgangers, but they only lasted for an instant, which then disappeared in an instant. After so many years, his cultivation had increased, and he was able to endure for a period of time with only five doppelgangers.

The old man was, after all, a master at the late stage of Soul Division. Ling Yan only hoped that the two clones would be able to block the attacks launched by the old man at any time, because using the clones to block the attacks was much faster than the defensive techniques that he had improvised. When Ling Yan was only twenty meters away from the old man, he could feel a sharp saber Qi pouncing towards him. This sharp saber Qi was just like a reality, Ling Yan actually felt it, in his heart, he knew that the attack the old man was about to launch was definitely not a small matter, he immediately froze his body, with a thought, the two doppelgangers flew up and around the blade Qi directly towards the old man, while Ling Yan himself wielded his black sword, staring at the old man with excitement in his eyes.

At the same time, the old man shot out a stream of white misty primeval essence from his left hand into the blade. The blade trembled, and at the same time, thousands of identical blades appeared out of nowhere within a few dozen feet of the blade. For a moment, the air was filled with deafening roars that spread in all directions one after another. The first casualties were Ling Yan's two clones, which took too long to condense, and the two clones slightly trembled before instantly dissipating into nothingness, causing the sound waves to crash into the ground without any pause. A cry resounded, and all the ten-odd people on the ground, other than the five or six experts who could use their powers to resist the sound waves, squatted on the ground with their heads wrapped in their hands, painfully moaning; however, these cries and moans seemed extremely weak amidst the rumbling, and even the experts standing at the side could not hear it.

Although the sound wave had a slight effect on Ling Yan, it did not affect his mind. Ling Yan had seen this kind of attack in the jade eye manual, it was one of the hardest sound attacks to learn, but once it had been mastered, its power would be extraordinary, because when the powerful sound wave attack was used, not only could it form physical attacks, the sound wave was also a seamless attack that could not only attack the opponent's mind, but could also affect the opponent's consciousness and control the opponent's consciousness.

The old man's sonic attack was terrifying, but it didn't have much power. This was Ling Yan's evaluation of the old man's move.