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"Heavenly net technique!" "Die!" Ling Chuxi shouted softly. Her two hands formed several hand seals at the same time, and then she suddenly put them together.

The old man felt his body become heavy as the sword in his hand became as heavy as a thousand catties, making it difficult for him to control it freely. He finally understood what Zi Yin and the others had felt earlier.

"Thunderclap ninth heaven, technique!" Following Ling Chuxi\'s clear shout, a pillar of lightning descended from the sky.

​ Sword intent soared into the sky, black light flashed, spell lights were illusionary, and Thunder shook the sky!

For a moment, even the old man\'s subordinates were dumbfounded and stood rooted to the ground!

"Let\'s go!" Ling Chuxi shouted at Zi Yin and the others.

She knew that even if she used all her strength and revealed all her secrets and used all her treasures, she could only trap this old man for a while. She couldn\'t kill him. If she didn\'t leave now, when would she?

Zi Yin and the others didn\'t hesitate. They took advantage of the moment when the pressure on their bodies was lifted to escape out of the city.

His subordinates finally came back to their senses and chased after Zi Yin and the others.

Ling Chuxi did not stop him, nor could she stop him. She had used all her strength to deal with the old man and had no time to care about anything else.

The old man\'s subordinates were all at the early stage of the monarch level. They weren\'t very strong in comparison. Perhaps they would be able to escape. Ling Chuxi could only hope for this.

The grey abyss sword and the lightning technique fell towards the old man at the same time. Although the old man\'s strength was strong, under the suppression of the six streaks of myriad tribulation banner and the heavenly net domain, he still had some difficulties to speak of. His heart was filled with anger and regret. If he had known that Ling Chuxi had six streaks of myriad tribulation banner on her, he would have killed her the moment he came up. Unfortunately, it was too late to regret.

"Break!" The old man roared and did not avoid the grey abyss sword radiance and Thunder technique. He directly slashed at the six streaks of myriad tribulation banner.

With a loud Thunder, the grey abyss sword light and the Thunder technique hit the old man at the same time. The old man swayed a few times and spat out a mouthful of blood, but the sword did not weaken.

"Crack!" With a crisp sound, Ling Chuxi\'s tianluo domain was actually broken by the old man\'s sword. The six streaks of myriad tribulation banner were also split into pieces and scattered in all directions.

This domain was formed by Ling Chuxi\'s grey abyss sword technique, five elemental Yuan Qi, chaotic force, and the comprehension of various martial arts techniques and sword heart soul-breaking technique. Once it was broken, her own divine sense was also damaged and she took a few steps back. Her pretty face was as pale as paper and her feet were floating, almost falling to the ground.

However, the old man was not any better off. In order to break through the double suppression of the six streaks of thousand tribulations banner and the tisura domain, he had to bear the brunt of Ling Chuxi\'s grey abyss sword gleam and nine Heavens lightning technique. He was bombarded by the lightning technique until his clothes were disheveled and smoke was rising from his head. His chest was also stained with blood.

"Why do you have six streaks of myriad tribulation banner?" The old man asked sternly as he forcefully suppressed the qi and blood that was churning in his chest.

If it was not for the six streaks of myriad tribulation banner, no matter how strong Ling Chuxi\'s heavenly net domain, sword technique, and lightning technique were, they would not be able to hurt him at all. At most, they would only be able to trap him for a moment.

Ling Chuxi did not answer but instead increased the speed of her cultivation technique. Her body was not seriously injured from the backlash just now, but the damage to her divine sense was not a small matter. She had to treat it as soon as possible.

Since ancient times, there had been a truth that had never changed. People who spoke too much nonsense would never have a good end.