I, the Holy Son of Yaoguang, am invincible in the world / Even my beautiful master is invincible.

Little did anyone know, Lin Xiao actually cultivated 18...

It's incredibly ironic that the Southern Profound Saint has been too embarrassed to use the Mysterious Heaven Gate since then.

In front of each of the 18 Xuan Tian Gates, a figure of Lin Xiao appeared.

All the thunderclouds were sealed inside.

Even Song Zhiyu was unable to escape.

"Brother Song, why don't you guess which one is my true form?"

The 18 Lin Xiaos spoke in unison, smiling broadly, "If you can guess correctly, I'll let you go!"

"Since you've put it that way, then I'm afraid I can't guess it."

Song Zhiyu shook his head.

Lin Xiao said, "Brother Song, do you have confidence in yourself?"

Song Zhiyu rolled his eyes: "I just don't have confidence in you. Even if I guessed right, you wouldn't cheat, would you?"

"Brother Song, that's not right of you. How could someone as handsome as me possibly cheat?"

"Ha! Isn't this your true form?"

Suddenly, Song Zhiyu pointed to one of Lin Xiao's.

Lin Xiao was taken aback.

This guy actually guessed it; his eyesight is truly extraordinary.

Should we let them go?

After Lin Xiao and his fake body switched places, Lin Xiao shook his head and said, "I'm sorry, Brother Song, you guessed wrong."

"Ha ha……"

Song Zhiyu drank a Coke.

He was not at all surprised by Lin Xiao's cheating.

When this guy was impersonating the young leader of the alliance, he was worried about exposing his identity, so he was just generally shameless.

Now that they've stopped pretending and laid their cards on the table, their shamelessness has increased exponentially.

It would be a miracle if they didn't cheat.

"boom!"

While Song Zhiyu was laughing, Lin Xiao suddenly made his move.

After the Xuan Tian Gate opened, his speed increased dramatically, becoming many times faster than before.

In the blink of an eye, he appeared beside Song Zhiyu.

Then he threw a punch.

At the same moment, Song Zhiyu threw a punch to meet the attack.

He didn't dodge because he couldn't avoid it; Lin Xiao's speed was too fast, and he could only take it head-on.

The two fist-forces collided.

Ripples of energy spread outwards, accompanied by rolling thunder.

Both of them only had the cultivation level of the ninth level of Martial Venerable Realm, but the destructive power of this seemingly casual punch was enough to threaten a Martial Emperor.

After his initial attack, Lin Xiao continued to strike.

Relying on his unpredictable speed, he seized the initiative and became the hunter in one fell swoop.

Song Zhiyu's choice was also wise.

Maintaining the status quo.

He stood still, no longer competing with Lin Xiao in agility and speed, but instead focused on parrying Lin Xiao's attacks.

Thunder rumbled incessantly from within the thunderclouds.

It's almost impossible for outsiders to see clearly what's happening inside.

At one point, Song Zhiyu found it difficult to hold on and took out an ancient demon sword.

The two had initially agreed not to use their weapons.

One doesn't use a sword, and the other doesn't use a knife.

But at this moment, Song Zhiyu had no choice but to use it.

Lin Xiao's relentless attacks put him under immense pressure.

Chapter 334 He vomited blood

Clashing at the same level.

Lin Xiao is not only faster.

His cultivation foundation was flawless, surpassing even Song Zhiyu's.

With punch after punch thrown, Song Zhiyu could no longer withstand it.

"Splash!"

The demonic sword was drawn, and a flash of bloody light appeared.

This sword is named "Hun Tian Demon Sword," and its grade is unknown.

The blade was simple and unadorned, yet it exuded an eerie and malevolent aura.

Song Zhiyu is a swordsman.

With the demon sword in hand, his aura instantly surged.

"boom!"

With a single slash, he stirred up the power of heaven and earth.

At the same time, a sword light suddenly appeared, followed by the sweeping aura of the Azure Lotus Sword.

Lin Xiao did not underestimate the power of the sword and also used the Ancient Sword of the Abyss.

As the swords clashed, the energy from the blades and swords transformed into ripples of energy that spread out in all directions.

The lake water evaporated in large quantities, creating rolling waves.

Behind Lin Xiao, a scene of shifting stars and changing constellations appeared, with starlight and sword energy shooting out.

Above Song Zhiyu's head, a blazing sun appeared.

Saint-level martial art, Sun-Piercing Blade Technique!

The extremely powerful and yang blade light slashed down with a roar, colliding with the massive amount of starlight sword energy.

The blade light was crushed, and the remaining starlight sword energy shot forward.

Song Zhiyu continued to swing his sword, the clanging sounds of their blades ringing out incessantly.

The next instant, a cross-shaped blade of light burst forth from the heavy thunderclouds and swiftly attacked Lin Xiao.

This is another Saint-level martial skill, the Heavenly Saint Cross Blade Slash.

Lin Xiao neither dodged nor evaded; thousands of sword energies surged forth like flying light.

The large number of martial arts practitioners who arrived upon hearing the news were already deeply shocked by such a fierce battle.

Lin Xiao and Song Zhiyu both used Saint-level martial arts techniques.

And they all cultivated to the point of perfection.

It should be understood that Saint-level martial arts techniques are extremely precious. Even a single one can be thrown out and cause bloodshed, attracting countless martial artists to fight over it.

Moreover, the difficulty of cultivation is extremely high.

In the hands of Lin Xiao and Song Zhiyu, Saint-level martial arts techniques actually felt quite ordinary.

"This is truly a monster among men!"

"Impressive, both Holy Sons!"

"Compared to them, I feel completely unworthy of cultivation."

Me too.

"..."

While watching the battle, ordinary martial arts practitioners, besides being shocked, would also be deeply affected.

Compared to prodigies like Lin Xiao and Song Zhiyu, it's easy to feel inferior.

At this moment, Lin Xiao and Song Zhiyu, regardless of what others thought, were each unleashing their Saint-level martial arts techniques.

Centered around them, countless blades and sword energies crisscrossed, creating an astonishing scene.

The lake, spanning more than ten miles in circumference, was already in turmoil.

If the fighting continues like this, the entire lake will disappear, destroyed by the aftershocks of the battle.

It's hard to imagine that a Martial Venerable could have such destructive power.

Speaking of the situation, even those idle martial arts practitioners could sense that Song Zhiyu was being suppressed.

Lin Xiao firmly held the upper hand.

His swordsmanship, cultivation foundation, and movement speed were all superior to Song Zhiyu's.

The only area where he falls short compared to Song Zhiyu is combat experience.

This is normal.

Since his debut, Lin Xiao has experienced quite a few battles, but he cannot be described as a seasoned veteran.

In contrast, Song Zhiyu has cultivated diligently since childhood and experienced countless battles to reach where he is today.

However, combat experience cannot make up for the gap in absolute strength.

At best, it can only delay Song Zhiyu's defeat.

However, Song Zhiyu remained calm, showing no signs of anxiety, seemingly unaware of his impending defeat.