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Published: February 25, 2025
At this moment, Tan Yun, who was situated within the Void Fantasy Sword Formation, noticed a sudden change in his surroundings, realizing he was in a clearing that spanned ten miles.
In the gray sky above, Wu Foxin stood on his Flying Sword, surrounded by three hundred and sixty flickering Superior-grade Treasure Flying Swords, moving at incredible speeds!
"Hehehe!" Wu Foxin sneered down at Tan Yun with a triumphant expression, "You damn bastard, how dare you insult my master just now? Now I'm going to break your body into a thousand pieces!"
"And if I do?" Wu Foxin sneered, "But I have a sword formation. You arrogant fool, if you don't give me a chance to set it up, I certainly won't duel you."
"Hahahaha, but now it's different. My sword formation is already laid out; killing you will be like slaughtering a dog!"
Tan Yun pretended to be frightened, "Hehe, you scared me to death. Enough nonsense, my life is here; come and take it if you can!"
Wu Foxin's smile faded, and his gaze turned cold, "You ignorant fool, prepare to die!"
As he spoke, the three hundred sixty Flying Swords swirling around him vanished.
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh..."
In the next moment, the three hundred sixty Flying Swords seemed to pierce through the void, accompanied by dark spatial rifts, appearing around Tan Yun. They exploded with three hundred sixty dazzling sword auras, aimed directly at Tan Yun!
From a distance, it looked like a massive sun was rapidly shrinking.
With the support of the sword formation, the power of the three hundred sixty sword auras shooting towards Tan Yun increased thirty-six times!
Facing an unavoidable attack, Tan Yun wore a mocking smile. With a wave of his right arm, a Supreme Spirit Stone flew out from the Qiankun Ring, turning into a streak of light and shooting towards an empty space ten feet to his left, vanishing as if it had drilled into the ground without a trace.
In the next moment, a one-foot-high Formation Base appeared on the ground where the Spirit Stone was swallowed. At the same time, the gray sky disappeared, and Tan Yun reappeared on the Second Sacred Soul High Platform.
He stood before everyone’s eyes!
“Buzz—”
Amid the tremors of the void, the sword auras aimed at Tan Yun suddenly vanished, and the thirty-six times increased power of each Flying Sword was completely wiped away. Only the Flying Swords themselves rushed towards Tan Yun in a encirclement!
Looking down at this scene, Wu Foxin, standing on his Flying Sword, shouted in disbelief, "How could this happen! I am a high-level formation master, and the sword formation I laid out is a Superior-grade formation. How could you possibly break it!"
"Bang, bang, bang..."
Tan Yun wore a cold smile, using the primordial divine step. He crashed through six incoming Flying Swords and shot up into the sky!
Wu Foxin fled in panic from the Second Sacred Soul High Platform, but just as he flew a hundred feet away, a hand reached out from behind him, gripping his neck tightly!
Immediately after, Tan Yun materialized, dragging Wu Foxin downwards, coldly saying, "Wu, didn't you say you would beat me to death? Good, I'll let you experience what it feels like to be beaten to death!"
"No… Master, save me!" Wu Foxin screamed desperately as Tan Yun dragged him down, swinging his right arm to slam Wu Foxin onto the Sacred Soul High Platform!
"Tan Yun, let's talk this out; please spare my disciple!" Qiankun Master on the pavilion, who had not yet recovered from his shock at how Tan Yun could break Wu Foxin's sword formation, looked on in horror and pleaded.
"Bang!"
"Crack!"
Ignoring everything, the muffled sound of the impact mixed with the clear sound of bones cracking filled the air. When Wu Foxin's legs smashed into the platform, they exploded simultaneously, severed limbs flying everywhere, blood splattering everywhere!
Yet, Tan Yun still held Wu Foxin's neck, standing firmly on the platform!
"Ah… my legs… my legs!" Wu Foxin's screams abruptly ceased, "Crack!" Tan Yun's fingers suddenly exerted force, crushing his neck!