Chapter 2979: Chapter 1553: Hexagram Saint, Six Hidden Sins, One Thought Wisdom Clears the Clutter_2

Falling Flower World, open!

“Watch out, it’s Fantasy Sword Technique!” The elder with the square face carrying a heavy sword gave a light call, scanning his surroundings, only to see Red Plum petals fluttering down.

Xu Xiaoshou turned substance into void, placing himself into nothingness.

He performed a Space-Time Transition with a thrust in mid-air, which didn’t end until he approached the elder’s soul body, returning from the void.

“Boom!”

In front of the Six Saints, a gigantic gate of h*ll split open.

An overwhelming Fengdu Sword, unreasonably smashed through the gates as they slightly opened, directly targeting the elder who had launched the initial attack.

Instantly, everyone’s face changed!

“Is this damn thing Fantasy Sword Technique?”

Believing it was a bad bet, the elder rapidly retreated while screaming for his teammates’ support, “Iron Turtle to the top!”

“Thud!”

The Fengdu Sword left only an afterimage in its spot, breaking through spacetime in a blink, and like a massive pestle, directly shattered the elder’s soul.

“I’m here, be careful with Xu Xiaoshou, he knows all Nine Major Sword Techniques!” Iron Turtle had just arrived carrying his gigantic turtle shell, witnessing the red string falling from the elder’s hand.

His body darkened visibly at the rate that could be seen with naked eyes.

“Dead, is he dead?”

Iron Turtle was horrified.

Just from one face-off, the elder’s spirit utterly shattered?

He suddenly looked towards Xu Xiaoshou who was not far, performing his swordsmanship; Iron Turtle’s mouth gaped open, unable to focus his eyes.

At that moment…

“Reverse retreat!”

The hitherto silent Verbal Spiritual Spell-sayer suddenly opened his mouth.

With this utterance, it seemed as if a divine light had shone; he spoke, and time reversed!

The Fengdu Sword withdrew.

The elder’s soul body was pieced together again.

The gate of h*ll forcibly closed, and the Way of the Sword Disc returned to its origin.

“What is this thing…” Xu Xiaoshou hadn’t seen such bizarre ability before; today truly opened his eyes.

In the world of spiritual cultivation, nothing is impossible.

Those capable of becoming Saints each have their strengths; this saying isn’t without merit.

This teamwork of six was evidently honed by countless trials, coming into battle with brains prepared.

As time reversed, the shocked expression on Iron Turtle’s face was wiped clean, clearly an act.

Turning around, he threw his tremendous turtle shell into the sky, enlarging to the point of blocking out the sun.

“Black Sky Cover!”

With a rumble, the turtle shell descended, enclosing the person within into a separate world.

Simultaneously, the square-faced elder with the heavy sword unsheathed the greatsword behind him, his thick brows furrowing, his voice thunderous.

“Xuan Zhen Ting Sword!”

One hand seal was cast, and from the Nine Heavens thunder descended, taking form as a massive thundering greatsword colored in black and red, directly plunging into the turtle shell, aiming straight for Xu Xiaoshou.

“Soul-binding!”

The elder hastily picked up a crimson rope from the ground, swung it into the air, and with a fierce tug, remotely bound Xu Xiaoshou’s soul body.

“God Destruction Spell!”

Fu Jiu, who had been silently holding talisman paper, flung out a talisman, determined to directly execute Xu Xiaoshou’s will.

“Frost Heart Leaf!”

Ye Xiao with a flick of a finger, evolved thousands of flying leaves within the turtle shell world, embodying various emotions such as joy, sorrow, anger, fear, all slicing towards human desires.

“Freeze!”

Verbal Spiritual Spell uttered another word.

In that same instant, just as Xu Xiaoshou was about to react, he felt a disconnection from the Great Path all around him.

His physique, soul, and intention, all frozen in place, were forced to harshly receive such terrifying attacks.

“Boom!”

Thunderbolt Piercing Body, Soul-binding Red Rope, Curse Killing Intent, Flying Leaf Heart Scrape!

At the same time, a quadruple attack detonated, each reaching the peak of their paths; under the heavens, no demi-saint could barely handle such enforced aggressive assault—almost certainly a fatal scenario!

“Rumble, rumble, rumble…”

The Turtle Shell World violently shook.

The Central Hexagram Saint, having not combined forces for a long time, no longer knew who under heaven could withstand their attacks and survive.

That Xu Xiaoshou with his utterly exceptional Sword Spirit Body, they had only heard of him, not knowing the actual strength of the real person, but theoretically speaking…

The elder silently waited for three breaths: “He should be dead.”

The turtle shell shifted.

The inside world roiled crazily!

Suddenly, Iron Turtle’s expression drastically changed, and he swore loudly:

“He’s not dead, retreat!”

Immediately, all six simultaneously burst back.

The elder couldn’t help but turn around to check, “I clearly severed his soul, chopped into three parts!”

Zong Jianfeng said, “His physique is destroyed, completely charred!”

Fu Jiu: “His will is deeply sunken, never to return.”

Ye Xiao: “His thoughts and desires, long since perished.”

Verbal Spiritual Spell, with a grim face, couldn’t hold back, and exclaimed, “Break the Fantasy Sword Technique!”

Crack—

The space around shattered like broken glass.

Iron Turtle, the elder, Fu Jiu, Ye Xiao, and Zong Jianfeng, all had their expressions change dramatically: “What?”

Bang!

The space crumbled.

What just happened seemed all illusory.

Now, what fell in everyone’s vision was merely a wall of flesh that pierced the sky, and vaguely on the ceiling of this flesh wall was a gigantic… fingernail?

The elder fell silent for a moment, struggling to look upward.

With saint’s will scanning, he saw a gigantic foot, ankle, leg hair…

It took him a while to move from the shin to the knee.

And at that moment, above the sky, the Ultimate Giant had passed through the clouds, bending down, its massive eyeballs akin to moonfall staring down.

“What?!”

Panic surged, the elder’s pupils shook violently, his voice hoarse with exertion, “What on earth is this?”

After questioning himself, information about Xu Xiaoshou flashed through his mind—he’s the Ultimate Giant who hand-tore the Holy Emperor!

“Iron—Turtle—”

Almost everyone was retreating explosively, all shouting, only Iron Turtle, compelled to bravely face the wind.

Against the wind, he could also reverse the situation!

Watch me!

Iron Turtle picked up that massive turtle shell, fiercely slamming it onto the Ultimate Giant…_RSPV

“Snap.”

The world, stalled.

Iron Turtle?

Little Turtle!

With one fingertip poking down like a heavenly pillar pressing down, Iron Turtle hurriedly covered his head with the turtle shell.

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