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The silver light came too fast, so fast that even Jade Cauldron Immortal didn't have time to react.

"call out--!"

The silver light, like a laser beam, struck precisely the red Immortal Trapping Sword Qi of Jade Cauldron Immortal.

There was no earth-shattering explosion, only a soft "sizzle" sound.

The red sword energy that had made Jiang Ziya and Su Daji feel uneasy melted away instantly, like ice and snow meeting a raging fire.

"Who goes there?!"

Master Yu Ding's pupils suddenly contracted, and he subconsciously retreated a hundred feet, looking warily in the direction from which the silver light had come.

Several small figures could be seen floating in the night sky not far away.

The one in the lead looked to be only three or four years old.

But this doll was quite extraordinary in appearance. It had a delicate, exquisitely sculpted face, wore a small silver suit of armor, and carried a three-pointed, double-edged sword that was much taller than itself.

What's most alarming is his forehead.

There was a vertical silver divine rune there, which was now slightly open, revealing a cold divine eye that seemed to contain endless divine might.

He was Lin Jian, the son of Lin Xuan and Yao Ji.

Behind him were two children of the same age.

One is a bald man with well-defined muscles, carrying a long black spear (Lin Wu).

One is a cute little boy (Lin Yun) carrying four small swords on his back and with a cold expression.

This is precisely the Lin family's "ultimate combat force".

"Little brat?"

Master Yu Ding was stunned for a moment, then laughed angrily, "I thought some great power had arrived, but it turns out to be just a few greenhorn kids! Does Lin Xuan have no one else? Did he send you here to die?"

"Old man, your breath stinks."

Lin Jian frowned, his Heavenly Eye shifting slightly, locking onto Jade Cauldron Immortal. "Did you unleash that sword energy just now? You wanted to kill Aunt Su?"

"So what if I am?" Master Yuding pointed his longsword. "I am Master Yuding of the Chan Sect! If you know what's good for you, get out of my way, or I'll kill you all!"

"Jade tripod?"

Lin Yun suddenly spoke up, his voice icy cold, "Is that the one who stole my godfather's sword formation, and even did a terrible job of it?"

"What did you say?!" Master Yuding was like a cat whose tail had been stepped on. He hated it most when people said that his swordsmanship was not orthodox.

"That's right." Lin Wu slung the God-Slaying Spear (child version) over his shoulder and said in a deep voice, "Eighth Brother, stop wasting time talking to him. Father said villains die from talking too much. Let's just kill him!"

"it is good."

Lin Jian nodded.

The next second, he moved.

There were no fancy moves, just a simple sprint.

But it was too fast!

He was so fast that he didn't even leave an afterimage before he appeared above Jade Cauldron Immortal's head.

"level off hilltops!"

Lin Jian's childish roar rang out.

The three-pointed double-edged sword in his hand brought down with a powerful, earth-shattering momentum.

"So fast!"

Master Yu Ding was startled and quickly raised his sword to block.

"clang--!"

A deafening clang of metal clashing.

Master Yuding felt an immense force emanating from the sword, which made his hands go numb. He felt as if he had been hit by a mountain and was thrown dozens of feet from mid-air.

"This...how is this possible?!"

Master Yu Ding steadied himself, his face filled with disbelief.

This is just a child who is only a few years old!

How can this power be even more terrifying than that of a great shaman who specializes in physical cultivation?

"Old man, is that all you've got?"

Lin Jian hovered in the air, flicking the sword in his hand, somewhat disappointed. "My sword isn't even sharpened yet, and you're already done for?"

"presumptuous!"

Master Yu Ding felt deeply humiliated.

How could a dignified quasi-saint be looked down upon by a child wearing open-crotch pants (which he wasn't actually wearing)?

"Nine Revolutions Profound Technique! Following the Laws of Heaven and Earth!"

Master Yu Ding roared, his body instantly swelling to become a giant several hundred feet tall. The Immortal-Slaying Sword in his hand also grew larger, sweeping across the battlefield with a roar of thunder and lightning.

"Compare in size?"

Lin Wu chuckled beside him, "Eighth Brother, he wants to compete with you in age."

Lin Jian pursed his lips.

"boring."

He didn't transform; instead, the third eye on his forehead suddenly opened completely.

"Dispel illusions!"

A silver beam of light, ten times thicker than before, shot out from the Heavenly Eye.

The beam of light struck Jade Cauldron Immortal's wrist precisely.

"what!"

The transformed Jade Cauldron Immortal was too conspicuous to avoid.

Although the attack did not break his hand, it precisely severed the key point in his magical power circulation.

The feeling was like someone lifting weights and suddenly being tickled in the armpit.

The enormous Immortal-Slaying Sword flew out of his hand in an instant.

"Chance!"

Lin Yun, who hadn't made a move until now, suddenly did.

The four small swords (miniature Zhuxian Four Swords) on his back were instantly drawn.

"Form ranks!"

The four small swords grew larger in the wind, transforming into four streams of light that instantly surrounded Jade Cauldron Immortal's enormous body.

Although this is just a "children's version" of the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation, it was forged by the Tongtian Sect Master himself! The sword intent contained within it is genuine Saint-level!

"This is... the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation?!"

Master Yu Ding was so frightened that his soul almost left his body.

He was all too familiar with this aura. Back in the Kunlun Mountains, he had dreamed of learning this thing, but Tongtian wouldn't even let him glance at it.

Now, this formation is being used against him.

"receive!"

Lin Yun waved her hand.

Countless fine sword energies crisscrossed within the formation.

"Hiss hiss hiss hiss—!"

The Taoist robe that Master Yuding was wearing, which had good defensive capabilities, instantly turned into strips of cloth.

"Oh no! My clothes!"

"Stop fighting! Stop fighting! I surrender!"

Master Yu Ding was completely devastated.

Where the hell did this brat come from?

One possesses immense strength and can shoot lasers, while the other can effortlessly set up the Immortal Slaughtering Formation.

How can we fight like this?

He tried to turn back into his original form and escape, but found that Lin Jian was already riding on his neck.

"Trying to run away?"

Lin Jian held a brick he'd somehow produced (it was lent to him by his elder brother Lin Tian), and smacked Yu Ding Zhenren on the forehead.

"I'll stamp your paper!"

"Bang!"

Master Yu Ding rolled his eyes, and his enormous body shrank rapidly like a deflated balloon, finally returning to its original form and falling limply from the sky.

"Done."

Lin Jian clapped his hands, put the brick away, and said, "It's really weak. It can't even take a beating like that big black dog (Di Ting)."

Jiang Ziya and Su Daji below were dumbfounded.

"That's... all?"

Su Daji swallowed.

She knew the Lin family's children were abnormal, but she didn't expect them to be this abnormal.

Using a near-saint as a punching bag?

If this gets out, the Primordial Celestial Venerable would probably be so angry he'd vomit three liters of blood again.

Just then, Lin Jian suddenly raised his head and looked at a certain place in the void.

"Dad, have you had enough of the show? Aren't you going to come out and clean up the mess?"