As this strike was unleashed, Xiao Jie also roared:
"Ice Stab!"
Immediately his hand seals changed, and the originally numerous Divine Origin ice spikes rapidly closed and gathered together, finally condensing into a gigantic icicle. Within it surged powerful, vast Divine Origin force compressed to the extreme, carrying faint traces of an icy artistic conception. Its might was anything but weak!
Seeing this, Lin Chen merely gave a cold snort, then, without the slightest hesitation, hacked down fiercely with the Tianyan Ancient Sword in his hand. A golden Sword Qi instantly tore free from the blade, shooting out at great speed. In midair it swelled against the wind, rapidly transforming into a massive golden Sword Qi, shrouded in a swift and violent Sword Intent—precisely the Gale Sword Intent that Lin Chen had comprehended!
"Crack!"
