I swept the Phoenix with the Onmyoji Shikigami

However, Xinghan would not give in easily.

His figure was as fast as the wind, leaving a trail of afterimages in the air, and every movement was as smooth as flowing water.

The old man's chains rolled like a giant dragon, and each chain flashed with cold light.

With a sharp sound of breaking through the air, it whistled towards the starry sky.

Xinghan's body was as fast as the wind, moving freely between the interwoven chains as if he was dancing on the edge of a knife.

He skillfully avoided every attack from the old man, and each dodge seemed so calm and unhurried.

I saw several iron chains flying at me rapidly, their surfaces flashing with cold light, as if they were forged from thousands of years of ice.

With a biting chill, the air around it condenses

"This filthy mud, you want to trap me? It's too early!" Xinghan chuckled, his voice full of unruly.

He skillfully avoided the fierce attacks of the old man's ice chain, and each dodge seemed so calm and unhurried.

Suddenly, his figure flashed like a bolt of lightning across the sky, and he came directly to the side of the old man.

He quickly stretched out a hand, and his fingertips drew a mysterious trajectory in the air.

In an instant, a blue light curtain unfolded around him, blocking all the whistling chains outside the light curtain.

"Hmph! A mere trifle!" The old man stared fiercely at Xinghan in the halo. The corners of his mouth twitched, and he flipped his hand to release more chains.

The iron chain is covered with fine scale threads, like ancient dragon scales, thick and solid, giving people a sense of unshakability.

"Old man, I'm tired of all your moves. Don't you have anything new?"

Xinghan laughed sarcastically, and his figure became erratic again, moving flexibly through the gaps in the chains.

When facing the iron chain with scales and threads, his movements were graceful and elegant, as if he was dancing with the chain, and every dodge seemed to be performing a perfect dance.

He was agile and easily resolved the old man's attack.

How could the old man let it go? He was immediately furious and threw out countless iron chains from nowhere. The chains were transparent and shone with a cold mouse-grey luster. The tips were sharp as blades, and the cold light was exposed, as if it could easily cut through the air.

"These chains of yours are nothing more than children's toys to me."

Xinghan glanced at the chains with contempt, a hint of disdain appearing at the corner of his mouth.

His body suddenly froze, as if time had stopped at this moment.

Then, he quickly pushed his hands apart, and a powerful energy gathered in his palms.

A sharp light flashed in Xinghan's eyes, and his body suddenly accelerated, as if turning into a flash of lightning, and moved directly to the old man.

He pushed it open and blocked the chains. The old man had no choice but to put away all the chains.

"You, you coward, it's not that easy to harm me." The old man refused to give up.

The old man waved his hand, and the sharp iron chain transformed.

The numerous chains seemed to be wrapped in flames, and each section exuded a scorching breath as if it could burn everything.

"Grandpa, you are so old, are you still so childish?"

Xinghan teased, and at the same time, he pushed his hands forward again, and the energy instantly burst out, forming a brilliant beam of light, which directly hit the old man. Wherever the beam passed, the air was torn apart, making a sharp whistling sound.

The old man's face suddenly became solemn, and he hurriedly waved the chain to try to block the beam of light.

However, the beam of light penetrated the blockade of the iron chain as if it were nothing and hit the old man directly.

The old man was shocked by this powerful force and stepped back repeatedly, his face turning pale.

He didn't expect Xinghan to be able to deal with his various chains so easily. He swung the chains in his hand again, trying to launch a more violent attack.

"Old man, your chain dance may be fancy, but it's not powerful enough."

Xinghan stood in the distance with a sly smile on his lips and a sharp light flashing in his eyes, as if he could see through all illusions.

"Is this all your strength?"

Xinghan dodged and teased.

His body suddenly accelerated, like a meteor across the sky, and rushed directly towards the old man.

The old man's face changed, and the chain in his hand tightened instantly, forming an impenetrable iron wall that separated Xinghan from himself.

"You can see that every time I attacked you just now, I had the opportunity to kill you, but I didn't do it!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Xinghan rolled in the air, avoiding the blockade of the iron chains. At the same time, a blazing flame condensed in his hand and blasted directly at the old man.

The flame drew a long trail in the air, like a blue fire dragon roaring towards the old man.

The surrounding air was distorted by the burning flames.

The old man's face changed drastically. He didn't expect Xinghan to have such a powerful attack method.

He hurriedly swung the chain, trying to resist the attack of fire.

However, the flame seemed to have spirituality and directly penetrated the blockade of the iron chains and hit the old man.

"Bang!" With a loud bang, the old man's figure was engulfed by flames.

Everything around seemed to be ignited by the flame, making a roaring sound.

It was a light blue flame, and the old man stared at the fire in horror, as if he was frightened.

Xinghan stood in the distance, watching this scene, a playful smile on his lips.

"You are right this time, old man: you are really dead."

Xinghan chuckled. He moved and disappeared into the air again, leaving only a faint blue halo flickering in the air.

"This is impossible! Impossible!" the old man roared and quickly released the chains.

But the iron chain that had just flown out disappeared into a wisp of smoke the moment it was touched by the flame.

"Evil creatures! If you evil gods are not eradicated, no one in the three realms will be spared and all living beings will suffer. Today, I will enforce justice on behalf of the heavens!"

When he said this, the old man's eyes were fierce and his attitude of destroying everything really made Xinghan laugh.

Xinghan's figure vaguely emerged in the faint blue halo, holding a petal in his palm, and said with a smile, "You can do whatever you want. I really can't stand it if you always have to use a righteous reason as a shield!"

"You shameless boy, you are so arrogant. I will do justice for the sake of all living beings today!"

When the old man slowed down his attack due to indignation, Xinghan smiled again and suddenly launched a counterattack while he was frantically outputting his ideas.

He flashed and instantly appeared behind the old man, slapping him on the back.

There are no fancy moves, it goes straight to the core without any delay.

This palm strike seemed to be understated, but it contained endless spiritual power.

The old man seemed to sense the danger behind him. He turned around suddenly and tried to use the iron chain to block Xinghan's attack.

However, Xinghan's palm power came like a violent storm, instantly shaking the chains into pieces.

"Gold, wood, water, fire, and earth? They are all useless!" Xinghan's voice was cold, lazy and comfortable.

"Bang!" With a loud noise, the old man's figure was shaken and flew out, falling heavily to the ground.

He struggled to get up, but the powerful force made it impossible for him to move.

Xinghan did not give the old man any chance to breathe. He flashed and imprisoned the old man on the ground with his spiritual power.

"Respecting the elderly and loving the young is my character, but people like you are simply disrespectful to the elderly. I don't think there is any need to be polite to you."

As Xinghan spoke, he walked towards the old man gracefully, one step at a time.

Duang.

Duang.

He deliberately made his footsteps louder.

The ground seemed to be shaking.

When he appeared in front of the old man again, the man was trembling.

He stared into the old man's eyes and asked in a deep voice: "Dead or alive? Choose."

"Humph! You little brat, you are such an evil-minded person, and you still want to bully me? Pah!"

Xinghan no longer had any patience left. "Who are you? Why did you attack me? And what about the Daughter of God?!"

The old man raised his head, a trace of confusion flashed across his eyes, and then he laughed wildly.

Xinghan thought that he might choke himself, which was also a way of committing suicide.

The old man was already laughing so hard that he was coughing violently. He finally spoke with difficulty, his voice weak and trembling: "Ah..."

Before he finished speaking, the figure suddenly disappeared, leaving only a gray-white feather.

"Huh? It's not a peach petal!" Xinghan picked up the feather and a sense of doubt suddenly arose in his heart.

This feather looks familiar, and actually looks like the hair of some animal...

"Not good!" Xinghan frowned and turned around quickly.