Faced with this group of enemies who wanted to kill Senior Sister Qinglian, Chen Xuan felt a surge of murderous intent.

"Die!" Chen Xuan roared, his voice like a thunderclap echoing through the heavens and earth. He drew a beautiful, dreamlike arc in the air, his twin swords dancing wildly.

In an instant, sword shadows appeared one after another, dazzling the eye. Two sharp sword beams instantly pierced through the air, carrying an indomitable momentum, directly blocking the dozens of huge, towering sword shadows that were slashing downwards.

"Clap clap clap!" Even though these sword shadows were fully supported by the twelve disciples of the Donglin Sword Sect, they were as fragile as thin paper in front of Chen Xuan's two sword beams.

Although these dozens of towering swords were unleashed by twelve Donglin disciples at the cost of their foundations and by activating forbidden techniques, each one carried a world-destroying aura, seemingly capable of shattering mountains and rivers and shattering galaxies.

But Chen Xuan possessed an imposing aura, as if an ancient demon god had descended upon the world.

At this moment, he not only unleashed the two supreme divine abilities of divine and demonic body tempering, but also perfectly fused the Gale Sword Dao with lightning, displaying the full might of his realm control.

His body crackled with electricity, as if he were the master of thunder; his sword strikes were fierce, like a howling wind.

Chen Xuan did not underestimate these Donglin Sword Sect disciples, but in his mind, these people were not qualified to force him to unleash the supreme power of the Great Dao of the Sword.

In this exchange, Chen Xuan merely wanted to test his own strength, so he did not intend to kill these twelve people in one move. Instead, he slowed down time and time again, his eyes filled with anticipation, hoping that they could unleash stronger sword techniques and bring him surprises.

Unfortunately, the twelve Donglin Sword Sect disciples were covered in blood mist, with blood seeping from their faces, eyes, and even their seven orifices.

They unleashed their combined sword technique with all their might, countless towering swords tearing through the void and hurtling towards Chen Xuan.

But Chen Xuan's speed was simply too fast. Among those of the same cultivation level, very few could match his speed. Zhan Xin could barely be considered one, and Senior Sister Piao Xue could also be considered one, but as for others, Chen Xuan had never encountered them before.

"Impossible! How is this possible? We've already used two forbidden techniques and combined them with the array formation to activate these sword techniques, so why can't we kill him? Why? Is Heaven determined to destroy the disciples of the Donglin Sword Sect?"

The senior disciple of the Donglin Sword Sect, with his narrow eyes and cold aura, saw that Chen Xuan was using them as practice targets and toying with them at will.

He was instantly filled with rage and utter humiliation, and roared to the sky, his voice filled with resentment at the injustice of heaven and earth.

In the eyes of these disciples, Chen Xuan should not have crushed them so easily when they were of the same cultivation level. At this moment, they were like lambs to the slaughter, waiting for the lake of the Prince's Mansion to reverse, their life force to be exhausted, and to die here unwillingly.

"I admit defeat, Senior Brother. This person is too strong. He is not a disciple of the Myriad Manifestations Realm at all. I suspect he is a reincarnated immortal." A disciple said with a face full of despair and a trembling voice.

"A reincarnated immortal? Hahahaha, only a reincarnated immortal can explain his terrifying strength. We didn't lose unjustly; we never expected to encounter such a powerful reincarnated immortal. Judging from his strength, he must have been an extraordinary Earth Immortal or Loose Immortal in his previous life. In this life, we admit defeat." Another disciple shook his head with a bitter smile.

"Hmph, trash! Even if we die, we Donglin Sword Sect disciples will die on the road to victory. Even if we can only wound him once, our cultivation of the last one or two hundred years will not have been wasted. All of you, listen to my command!"

Driven to the brink, the eldest disciple of the Donglin Sword Sect stared intently at Chen Xuan, gritting his teeth as he issued orders.

"Yes, Senior Brother! Even if it means self-destruction, we must injure him. We can't let him continue to compete for the great opportunity of the Divine Demon Body Refinement in the core area. We must make him remember us for the rest of his life! Charge! Charge! Follow me to your deaths!"

After realizing that Chen Xuan was using them as practice, the disciples of the Donglin Sword Sect stopped using the combined formation technique and left the sword formation.

More blood mist gushed from their bodies, and some even swelled rapidly, resembling giant balls. Their skin became transparent, and their veins bulged out like twisted earthworms.

Then, they rushed towards Chen Xuan frantically and recklessly.

Senior Sister Qinglian watched the battle from afar and saw everything clearly.

He was shocked to see all twelve people swelling up like balloons.

She knew these people were about to self-destruct. She quickly sent a telepathic message to Chen Xuan, her face turning deathly pale and her eyes filled with worry.

"Junior Brother Beiming, retreat immediately! They're about to self-destruct and fight to the death!"

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