Top-level Qi Luck: Leading My Clan to Cultivate-Chapter 1229 - 640: The Despair of Xie Changyang_2

Barely recovering, Xie Changyang searched around for Lin Tianming’s figure.

At this moment, Lin Tianming, having recuperated, had already sprung forward, his hand’s Tiangang Sword once again flashing with golden light, its powerful Sword Qi tearing through the void.

Seeing this, Xie Changyang was instantly stricken with great alarm.

He hadn’t expected Lin Tianming to be so fast, and to recover quicker from that strike, seemingly unaffected at all.

Little did he know, Lin Tianming was a Dual Cultivator of Body and Law, his physical strength alone was no weaker than a full powered blow from a Mid Stage Golden Core Cultivator.

Not only that, Lin Tianming had cultivated for over a hundred years, experienced countless life and death struggles, and each time the ordeal was far worse than this round of assaults.

With such extensive experience, Lin Tianming’s combat experience was immensely rich, and with the assistance of Heaven-Defying Treasures like the Eye of Five Colors, his reaction speed was pushed to the extreme.

On this basis, Lin Tianming was able to launch a new round of attacks so swiftly.

And now, as the Tiangang Sword drew nearer, Xie Changyang had no time to think of anything else.

He conjured wind beneath his feet, moving horizontally to one side.

Simultaneously, Xie Changyang swiftly unleashed several attacks towards the Tiangang Sword.

Regrettably, his Ordinary Attacks upon contact with the Tiangang Sword, were directly repelled and flung aside, finally leaving a deep crater in the ground.

In contrast, the Tiangang Sword still shot forth, its speed hardly reduced.

Moreover, the sharp Sword Qi carried by the Tiangang Sword had already whipped up Gang Wind, stirring Xie Changyang’s Daoist robe and tangling his white hair into disarray.

Feeling the Tiangang Sword drawing ever closer, Xie Changyang’s expression grew extremely grave.

At this juncture, evading seemed unrealistic.

Xie Changyang seemed to understand this, thus he instantly activated his Defense Treasure, preparing for both outcomes.

If he could avoid the attack that was best, but if not, he would use the Defense Treasure to withstand this round of Lin Tianming’s attack.

With this intent, Xie Changyang quickly activated the Defense Treasure, turning it into a shield hovering above his head.

Suddenly, the Tiangang Sword was nearly upon him, striking precisely against the Defense Shield above Xie Changyang’s head.

"Bang..."

After a loud noise, a dazzling light flashed across the sky, accompanied by a sea of flames burning.

Under that shield, Xie Changyang felt as if he had been crushed by a small mountain, rapidly falling towards the ground.

Furthermore, the rebounding force from Lin Tianming’s strike, through the Defense Treasure, transferred some of the energy onto his own body.

While the energy was not substantial, once it penetrated his body, it rampaged through his meridians wildly, letting him quickly experience an unusual sense of agony.

When the firelight dispersed and all movement ceased,

At this time, Xie Changyang found his body embedded in the ground, many parts of his flesh torn and lacerated.

He looked inward and discovered some of his meridians had snapped.

After this blow, he had sustained additional injuries.

Although these successive injuries were not fatal, and the impact on his strength was limited,

After these two rounds of attacks, he finally witnessed the terrifying force of Lin Tianming, and recognized the gap between himself and Lin Tianming.

The more he understood this, the more horrified Xie Changyang became.

Initially, he thought that even if Lin Tianming was strong, his strength would be quite limited.

Relying on his cultivation realm of Late Stage Golden Core, coupled with his treasured Magical Treasures, he believed that tit for tat wouldn’t be too difficult.

But now it seemed, he had not gained the slightest advantage, instead, Lin Tianming suppressed him with ease.

Nowadays, trying to turn the situation around would definitely not be so easy.

Realizing this, Xie Changyang felt even more regret.

But now, the situation didn’t allow him the luxury of overthinking because, under any circumstance, Lin Tianming wouldn’t give him any time to catch his breath or leave any opening.

With Lin Tianming’s character, he would definitely not let his guard down until Xie Changyang was dead, nor give any chance.

He was well aware of the strength of a Late Stage Golden Core Cultivator, and understood that such a high-level combatant, once desperate enough to Self-Detonate their Golden Core, it would be nearly impossible for his current level of strength to escape unscathed.

To prevent himself from being injured and to deter others, Lin Tianming’s movements did not stop for a moment.

At that moment, Lin Tianming’s attacks flowed like water, wave after wave assaulting continuously.

When Xie Changyang looked up, he saw a sky filled with Sword Qi pouring down, each attack carrying a terrifying force, as if to engulf him completely.

In his desperation, Xie Changyang retreated frantically, his speed reaching the limits he had ever achieved in his life.

However, even though Xie Changyang was very fast and decisive,

Lin Tianming’s attacks were too dense, and their attack power was also very strong.

Xie Changyang dodged most of the Sword Qi attacks, but there were still some that approached his body.

Having no choice, Xie Changyang could only rely on his Defense Treasure to block these incoming Sword Qi attacks.

"Ding ding ding..."

Amidst the sparks, a series of crackling explosive sounds echoed through the heavens and the earth.

With every explosive sound, there was a muffled groan from Xie Changyang.

As this round of attacks ended, Xie Changyang was panting heavily, his complexion much paler, and his breath was noticeably weaker.

Throughout this round of attacks, he could only defend passively, always at a complete disadvantage.

Moreover, each round of attacks aggravated his injuries, and his True Yuan mana was rapidly depleting.

By now, he no longer dared to hope to repel Lin Tianming; he just thought about how to survive under Lin Tianming’s hands without suffering severe damage.

But as ideal as the fantasy might be, achieving this was extremely difficult in reality.

As expected, after that round of attacks had ended, Lin Tianming’s new wave of attacks arrived as scheduled.

Just like before, Xie Changyang hurriedly retreated, his speed once again breaking his lifetime record.

When he truly couldn’t avoid it, he could only rely on his Defense Treasure to buy time, to seize some opportunity for himself.

But in so doing, each round of attacks required him to expend a large amount of True Yuan mana, and his injuries also accumulated.

In less than the time it takes for a pot of tea to brew, Lin Tianming had already launched over a dozen attacks, most of which were Ordinary Attacks, but there were also Divine Skills like the Tiangang Ninth Sword.

Under these attacks, every time Xie Changyang responded, it came at a certain cost.

Moreover, throughout the battle, he was only able to defend passively, hardly ever having a chance to counterattack.

Even when he did counterattack, Lin Tianming casually neutralized it, without even a touch to his Daoist robe.

As this round of attacks ended, blood was no longer merely trickling from the corner of Xie Changyang’s mouth, but he was now spouting large mouthfuls of blood, with many of his meridians broken within his body, his complexion deathly pale.

Not only that, but the Defense Treasure he had always relied upon had many dents and damages, greatly diminishing its spirituality and consequently its defensive power.

Feeling his own state and looking at the Defense Treasure in his hands, Xie Changyang’s face was filled with panic and terror.

At this point, even taking a breather seemed like a luxury.

"Booming thunder..."

With the sound of a sword’s hum, Lin Tianming’s Tiangang Sword struck once again, swiftly descending above Xie Changyang’s head.

At that time, Xie Changyang collected his thoughts and defensively reacted in the same way as before.

When he was once again knocked flying, spitting out several mouthfuls of blood, his complexion became even more wan.

After slightly steadying himself, Xie Changyang lifted his head, staring fiercely at Lin Tianming, seemingly wanting to vent his dissatisfaction.

But at this moment, Lin Tianming paid no attention, his face devoid of any emotion, like a cold-blooded animal.

Right after, Lin Tianming formed a Law Decree with his hands, chanting under his breath.

In an instant, a Golden Seal unknown when had condensed above his head.

This Golden Seal was delicate and exquisite, with a vigorous and vast aura; even the tiny inscriptions on it could be easily seen, its presence exceedingly extraordinary.

This time, Lin Tianming unleashed a new offensive method, precisely the Yellow Grade Spirit Technique ’Golden Mountain Seal’.

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