Top-level Qi Luck: Leading My Clan to Cultivate-Chapter 1280 - 666: Losing More Than One Stands to Gain

Under normal circumstances, Yang Yinghai could effortlessly deal with most opponents using just this technique.

But now, to face Lin Tianming, he resorted to his trump card without holding back, hoping to quickly gain the upper hand.

However, it seemed Lin Tianming managed to free himself from this supposedly unbeatable move without much effort.

This outcome left Yang Yinghai utterly shaken once again.

Moreover, Yang Yinghai felt increasingly uncertain about the depth of Lin Tianming’s true strength.

The more he thought about it, the more Yang Yinghai’s confidence waned, and his momentum began to falter.

On the other hand, across from him, Lin Tianming, after steadying his posture, looked at Yang Yinghai with equal unease in his eyes.

Because, truth be told, Lin Tianming hadn’t come out unscathed from that earlier strike.

After all, Yang Yinghai had wielded a Spirit Art, unleashing a massive number of Sword Qi, blanketing nearly the entirety of the Sword Array’s interior.

Each strand of Sword Qi was immensely powerful, and even with the Eye of Five Colors at his disposal, Lin Tianming felt tremendous pressure dealing with it.

In the end, though he managed to overcome this wave of attacks, he still sustained some injuries. This marked, strictly speaking, the first time he had been hurt since joining the battle at the Liang Family Territory.

While the wounds weren’t severe enough to significantly affect his fighting ability,

this result alone made it evident that Yang Yinghai’s strength was not to be underestimated.

Especially considering Yang Yinghai’s trump card, which carried an extraordinary potency capable of posing a lethal threat to Lin Tianming.

This also revealed the deep foundation of the Tianqing Sect, as well as Yang Yinghai’s remarkable prowess as a veteran Late Stage Golden Core Cultivator.

It was precisely because of this realization that Lin Tianming’s apprehension toward Yang Yinghai had grown far more intense than before the battle even began.

After calming his emotions slightly, Lin Tianming’s sense of urgency only intensified.

In his view, for Yang Yinghai to cultivate to his current level and to have reached this stage of mastery so early, he surely had exceptional attributes to be proud of.

Additionally, for Yang Yinghai to have earned such a formidable reputation in Jinfeng Nation and the surrounding regions, there was undoubtedly much about him deserving of acclaim.

For instance, his strange Defense Treasure alone significantly enhanced his combat effectiveness.

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And now, with the full-scale battle underway, the competition between the two had escalated to a fever pitch.

Particularly on their battlefield, where the fight had escalated to a life-and-death struggle.

Lin Tianming knew he couldn’t afford to waste any more time—he had to swiftly defeat Yang Yinghai to avoid unnecessary complications.

After all, the Earth Fiend Sword Formation was already in place and continued to shrink under his control.

What’s more, he currently held the absolute advantage, and the subsequent developments were entirely contingent on his actions.

Under such circumstances, there was simply no reason for him to delay any further.

With this resolve, Lin Tianming made up his mind.

In the next instant, Lin Tianming took the lead in making his move.

At that moment, Lin Tianming leapt into the air, his nimble steps carrying him forward.

Even while mid-air, the Tiangang Sword in Lin Tianming’s hand moved deftly, unleashing a torrent of Sword Qi in a matter of moments, all directed at Yang Yinghai.

Seeing Lin Tianming move with such speed and attack so decisively, Yang Yinghai’s expression grew visibly tense.

As Lin Tianming launched consecutive strikes, Yang Yinghai didn’t dare hesitate, immediately weaving left and right in an attempt to widen the distance between them.

At the same time, Yang Yinghai was not one to fall behind.

As his figure retreated explosively, Yang Yinghai quickly utilized several Third Order Attack Talismans to distract Lin Tianming and buy himself some time.

Immediately afterward, the longsword in Yang Yinghai’s hand gleamed with light as ice spears began to congeal one after another.

Through a flurry of swift actions, these ice spears roared forth from Yang Yinghai, soon descending upon Lin Tianming from above.

Yang Yinghai’s speed in executing the attack was astonishing, and his aura was overwhelmingly fierce.

Even from afar, Lin Tianming could feel the icy, bone-chilling Gang Wind assault him, involuntarily sending a shiver down his spine.

Feeling this, Lin Tianming knew very well that the chilling aura unmistakably emanated from the ice spears.

Such an overwhelmingly powerful attack demanded his utmost caution in response.

As time continued to tick away, Lin Tianming and Yang Yinghai stared intently at the impending clash of their attacks.

"Boom...Boom...Boom..."

In that instant, the sky erupted with fiery explosions, and dazzling lights flashed across the heavens.

Shortly thereafter, a surge of energy waves formed, spreading outward in all directions.

Within the flames of those earlier explosions, Lin Tianming’s torrent of Sword Qi was frozen by the ice spears, eventually dissipating into nothingness.

As for the ice spears, they continued hurtling toward Lin Tianming.

At this moment, Lin Tianming utilized his Eye of Five Colors to perceive these incoming projectiles and understood the changes unfolding in the midst of battle.

This didn’t faze Lin Tianming in the slightest. He remained composed, entirely unaffected by the shift in events, showing no signs of panic.

As the ice spears drew ever closer, Lin Tianming maintained his calm demeanor and raised his palm.

In an instant, the elemental forces in the air began to churn, and soon, a massive, invisible hand materialized before him.

The moment that hand took shape, Lin Tianming made a commanding motion. The invisible hand swiftly grabbed hold of the ice spears.

At that moment, within the grasp of the invisible hand, the ice spears trembled violently, as though they were trying to break free from its hold.