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The giant hand, which covered the sky and the sun, was accompanied by a dark shadow. In an instant, it had enveloped Ling Jian.

However, that shadow was still there. The youth that stood atop the Sword Soul was unprecedented calm. There was no sadness or joy on his face, only silence and serenity.

It was as if there wasn't even the slightest hint of fear on the youth's body.

Ling Jian's heart also trembled slightly. If not for the earlier time he spent at the tip of the waterfall tempering his body, the aftereffects of the Yin Elder's attack would have been enough to take a layer of his skin off.

"Kid, hand over your life!"

Elder Yin shouted out. He looked at the youth who seemed to be scared and numb in the sky. The corners of his mouth lifted into a cold smile and both of his hands descended.

He flipped his left hand towards the empty space that was left behind, and a wave of air was sent flying like a long dragon, blocking Ling Jian's path.

As for the other large hand, it mercilessly descended down in anger. Amidst the billowing waves of air, the other large hand was like a vicious beast that broke through the sea as it suddenly enveloped Ling Jian.

These palms contained an earth-shattering aura, and in a flash, they appeared in front of Ling Jian, bringing with them a dark shadow, which instantly enveloped Ling Jian.

However, just as his palm was about to completely cover the young man, a ray of light shot out from the gaps between his hands. However, just as his palm was about to completely cover the young man, a ray of light flashed through the gaps of his hands.

"Eh?"

Looking at the sorry figure of the young man whose aura had become disorderly, Old Yin immediately let out an incredulous groan. His face was filled with disbelief. This boy was as slippery as a loach …

"However …"

Although Old Yin was shocked in his heart, he did not gain any rewards. His gaze was fixated on the spot where his hands were placed together. There seemed to be a slight cracking sound at that spot, as well as the sword glow repeatedly twisting in his palm.

"However, luckily, the Immortal Execution Archipelago is in my palm.

A smile that came from the bottom of his heart slowly seeped out from the corner of Old Yin's mouth. Soon after, Old Yin completely ignored Ling Jian and allowed his miserable body to flow along his giant pillar-like arm towards his shoulder.

"I'll let you run around for a while. When I get hold of the sword spirit, it'll be the day of your death!"

Although this brat made him extremely unhappy, his reason overcame the impulse in his heart. His hands that were tightly holding the sword spirit suddenly closed together and completely suppressed the Immortal Execution Archipelago's soul. It was clear that he wanted to completely refine it in one go.

Terrifying amounts of spirit energy roamed around the body of the ghost head before gathering at the center of his palm, forming a mysterious fluctuation …

Ling Jian's figure appeared to be in a somewhat sorry state as he executed the Wandering Dragon Movement Technique on the enormous body of Old Yin. This caused the latter to appear even more miserable.

"This damned old man. It looks like, this is the only thing left to do …"

Ling Jian gasped for breath, before suddenly tapping on Old Yin's arm, his body shot up and instantly landed on Old Yin's shoulder. The corners of his mouth twitched, as he stared at Old Yin who was also casting his gaze over.

However, at this moment, Old Yin's expression was quite grave. The corner of his mouth was slightly moved and he wanted to say something, but it seemed that he had forcefully withstood the pain that was transmitted from his palm.

His serious eyes gradually turned into anger as he stared straight at Ling Jian.

Although he did not know what Ling Jian was going to do now, a youth without the Immortal Execution Archipelago soul was not enough to make him fear, but the youth's methods from before had indeed made his heart tremble …

For the young man in front of him, he couldn't use common sense …

Under this kind of gaze, Ling Jian shook his palm, and four ripples seemed to emit from the void. At the ripples, four sacks landed in Ling Jian's palm.

"Mustard …" Crystal? "

This scene was coincidentally witnessed by Old Yin's copper bell like eyes. Immediately, a hint of shock flashed across his eyes.

"How is this possible?"

At the same time that Old Yin was shocked, he was instantly overjoyed. This brat, he had truly surprised me one after another. First, I used the Immortal Slaying Sword Soul, then the Mustard Seed Crystal …0

However, he still could not resist this impulse, because he could already feel that the Immortal Execution Archipelago's soul in his palm was slowly shrinking, obviously wanting to be completely refined by him. When the time came, wouldn't this kid be able to capture it easily?

The Mustard Seed Crystal may be powerful, but it couldn't save this brat's life!

Bang!

Ling Jian threw the four sacks out, and under Old Yin's ecstatic expression, they fell down, landing accurately on Old Yin's huge head.

The cloth bag shattered, and the boiling blood that followed Old Yin's frozen smile gradually turned cold. Roaring and furious roars continuously sounded out from the corners of Old Yin's mouth, as if lightning was wreaking havoc.

"Dammit. Boy, what a cruel method you have. Watch how this old man destroys you."

Fresh blood instantly permeated that old face, making Old Yin look even more sinister. He looked coldly at that tiny figure, and his closed eyes were tightly pressed together. Then, with a sudden spin, he charged towards Ling Jian's body.

His body suddenly rotated like a zombie, and his palms that were like mountains collided with it.

The air was torn apart as it instantly struck at Ling Jian.

"Good job!"

Ling Jian let out a low growl, not fearing it at all. He suddenly stomped on Old Yin's huge arm, his body shooting up into the sky, a flying dragon soaring in the sky.

Hualala.

The palms were full of the force of the collision between the two arms. Wherever they passed, the air was torn apart, creating an unceasing stream of air as they clashed against each other.

"Damn it!"

This caused the dignity of the Old Yin Warrior to be trampled on, and the powerhouse's heart to feel extremely dissatisfied. It was as if he had long predicted that Ling Jian would escape at this time, so he was not anxious, so what could he do about it? In the end, he would fall down again, unless he wanted to die!

Thus, the sinister elder suddenly thought of a solution. He seemed to be puzzled and didn't know about the other party's actions at all. All he could do was rely on his intuition and the moment this lad landed, he would immediately blast him to death.

So he rested and focused on refining the sword spirit and spreading his senses.

Finally, in a short span of less than a minute, Old Yin could feel a peculiar wave being transmitted to his back. Ling Jian's back was facing him as he fell from the sky.

He turned a blind eye to them and allowed them to fall from this corner.

If he took action now, even if he could not kill Ling Jian, it would be enough to severely injure him.

"..."

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