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At the moment, following the change in the situation, the attack power of Lin Aotian's Great Demonic Cleaving Blood Technique had already spread throughout the stage, and just like when he defeated Tang Siyuan previously, Jun Ao was also forced into a corner by Lin Aotian's attacks, he was impressively trapped in a dangerous situation.

"Haha, Jun Ao, under my attacks, you won't be able to last long. Next, let's see how I'll torture you!" Seeing that Jun Ao had nowhere to run, the expression on his face became sinister, from the looks of his current appearance, it seemed as though he was a devil with no humanity at all, and he seemed extremely fierce.

"Really?" Before that, I will let you experience the power of my Limitless Sword Arts! " With bloodshot eyes, the originally gentle and refined Jun Ao seemed to be enraged, the imposing Qi around his body started to fluctuate nonstop, in the blink of an eye, with Jun Ao as the center, it instantly turned into a destructive tornado, violently rushing towards Lin Aotian to engulf the world.

At the same time, Jun Ao's body leapt into the air. At this moment, as Jun Ao brandished his longsword, countless longsword s with auras like rainbows appeared in the sky, all of them pointing their swords at Lin Aotian, filled with an endless destructive power.

"Ten Thousand Swords Return to Sect! Hu hu, I never thought that this brat would have already mastered the [Limitless Sword Arts] 's Myriad Swords Return to Sect! " His expression changed greatly. When he truly saw the countless longsword that had appeared in the sky, Yu Chengfeng, who was sitting on the Azure Sky Sect, seemed to be slightly surprised, as if he found it hard to believe everything that had happened. It was very obvious from Yu Chengfeng's expression that the ten thousand swords returned to the sect.

However, on the contrary, the expression on Skysword Sect's Jian Wufeng's face was somewhat ugly, and it was also filled with worry. No one knew Jun Ao better than him, when he used the ten thousand swords to return to sect, he had already exceeded the limits of what his body could endure, and he had simply overdrawn his own body. This could be seen from Jun Ao's pale face, which did not have a single hint of blood.

On the stage, when Lin Aotian felt a desolate murderous spirit invade his body, he could not help but tremble for a moment, and his entire body was even forced to uncontrollably take two steps back, barely managing to stabilize himself.

Lin Aotian's face was filled with fear, Lin Aotian did not expect that Jun Ao's sword technique would be powerful to such an extent, causing his thoughts of using the « Crying Blood Corpse Great Art » to fail. At the moment, he was no longer considering how to torture Jun Ao to death, but how he could defend against Jun Ao's seemingly berserk attack.

"Tian Er, be careful. You cannot lose this battle!" Realizing that the situation on the stage was not good, Sect Master Lin Tianhao immediately stood up. He, who had already made his decision to snatch the position of Chief, was not willing to see his son lose here.

In an instant, Lin Aotian seemed to have recalled something when he heard his father's words. Abruptly, his expression changed again, and then became sinister, as he looked at Jun Ao, who was painstakingly controlling tens of thousands of longsword to attack them:

"Originally, I wasn't prepared to use this move on you, but now, I can't do it anymore. Jun Ao, I'll let you experience my Demonic Beast!"

Finished, before the ten thousand longsword s could attack, Lin Aotian shouted sternly:

"Black Mad Dragon, it's time for you to show yourself. Kill this human in front of me, I hope you don't disappoint me!" His words were shocking, no one expected that at the critical moment, Lin Aotian would actually summon his Demonic Beast, this was what shocked everyone.

However, among the people present, the one who was the most shocked was Ling Feng. When he heard the ear-piercing name of the Black Mad Dragon, he seemed to have thought of something.

On the other hand, Sect Master Lin Tianhao who was initially nervous, had clearly become relieved as well. Very clearly, he believed that as long as Lin Aotian could summon his Black Mad Dragon, this battle would quickly be resolved. Jun Ao was no match for his own son, Lin Aotian.

"Awoo …"

Right now, just as Lin Aotian's voice fell, a deafening voice came out, and upon hearing the voice, everyone's expressions changed, and they all unknowingly looked towards the direction of the voice.