Xu Da's face darkened as he watched the scene.
He gritted his teeth and continued to stab towards Lin Hao's forehead with the Hanmang Sword.
Although the cold glint had dissipated, the true power of the Hanmang Sword lay in the sword itself.
He refused to believe that Lin Hao's suddenly appearing green protective aura could block the Hanmang Sword.
After all, back in the Arctic ice fields, with the Hanmang Sword, he had cleaved a three-zhang thick layer of solid ice with a single strike.
He couldn't believe that Lin Hao's protective aura was even more robust than that three-zhang thick ice.
With these thoughts, Xu Da's speed did not wane as he thrust the Hanmang Sword directly at Lin Hao's forehead.
Lin Hao's Tiangang Seal blazed, emitting a green aura, as if it would be pierced by the Hanmang Sword the next moment.
However, several seconds later, Xu Da's Hanmang Sword had not advanced an inch further.
"It seems this Tiangang Seal is just slightly stronger than the Vajra Seal."
Lin Hao nodded inwardly, then looked at Xu Da and said, "You've been hitting me for so long, now it's my turn, isn't it?"
As he spoke,
Lin Hao raised his hand and caught the Hanmang Sword. With a flick of his fingers, the Hanmang Sword let out a sword cry, and the entire sword vibrated violently, almost slipping from Xu Da's grasp.
Xu Da's expression changed. He forcefully gripped the Hanmang Sword, flicked it upwards, and the tip of the sword, emanating a cold glint, instantly lunged towards Lin Hao's eyes!
Lin Hao's nerves instinctively tensed, but protected by the Tiangang Seal, he ignored it and lunged forward, striking Xu Da's chest with a palm!
Xu Da's face froze, and his body was instantly sent flying backward like a kite with a broken string!
The Hanmang Sword almost fell from his hand.
After flying backward for dozens of meters, Xu Da finally stopped in mid-air.
He shook his arm, gripped the Hanmang Sword tightly, and his expression became extremely grim.
He had thought his protective aura could withstand Lin Hao's palm strike.
Therefore, he hadn't defended, intending to blind Lin Hao with the Hanmang Sword.
But he never expected that his protective aura couldn't block Lin Hao's palm strike at all, and he himself was sent flying dozens of meters away before he could barely stop.
"Old Xu!"
Hua Xian rushed over and looked at Xu Da, asking, "Are you alright?"
"I'm fine," Xu Da shook his head.
Hua Xian breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Didn't I tell you he has immense strength? Why weren't you more prepared?"
A hint of embarrassment flashed across Xu Da's face, and he replied, "I thought my protective aura could withstand his palm strike, but I didn't expect..."
"It's alright, with the Hanmang Sword in hand, he can't escape my grasp. He'll die by my sword sooner or later!"
"Good, you must be careful. His methods are endless and very strange," Hua Xian said solemnly.
Then, he turned to look at Xiao Hei, who was charging at him again, and grinned sinisterly, "Once I finish him, I'll come to your aid!"
With that, Hua Xian flew directly towards Xiao Hei.
He truly hadn't expected an ant who had only reached the peak of inner strength to dare to challenge him.
Xiao Hei looked at the charging Hua Xian. Although he had already spat blood from Hua Xian's previous attack, he showed no fear.
On the contrary, Xiao Hei's fighting spirit surged.
In an instant, Xiao Hei and Hua Xian were locked in combat.
Hua Xian had expected to finish off Xiao Hei in a few moves.
But he never imagined that Xiao Hei would be like a stubborn clot, even spitting blood from his blows, yet he couldn't shake him off.
For a moment, he and Xiao Hei found themselves in a stalemate.
As Hua Xian was getting a headache, pondering how to get rid of the troublesome Xiao Hei,
Xu Da, wielding the Hanmang Sword, launched another attack on Lin Hao.
"Hanmang Swordplay First Form – Hanmang Unsheathed!"
This Hanmang Swordplay was a move he had created after obtaining the Hanmang Sword.
Although self-created, it was no inferior to some sect's ancestral sword techniques, thanks to the augmentation of the Hanmang Sword.
Furthermore, the latter moves of the Hanmang Swordplay were even more brilliant, far surpassing the ancestral sword techniques of those sects.
He dared to say that his Hanmang Swordplay was absolutely top-tier throughout China.
With the first form of the Hanmang Swordplay unleashed, the surrounding temperature instantly dropped significantly.
More importantly, anything or anyone struck by the Hanmang Sword would be instantly frozen.
Although the freezing duration was brief,
In a battle between experts, life and death were often decided in an instant.
Let alone freezing an opponent, even slightly slowing down or pausing their movements was extraordinary.
Therefore, as soon as the Hanmang Swordplay was used, a triumphant smile appeared on Xu Da's face.
However, immediately after, the smile on Xu Da's face froze.
The Hanmang Sword had indeed swept across Lin Hao, and the effect of the first form of the Hanmang Sword had manifested.
But what it froze was not Lin Hao himself, but the green protective aura surrounding Lin Hao.
Lin Hao, protected by the aura, remained unharmed.
Moreover, after striking the protective aura, the Hanmang Sword instantly got stuck, unable to advance any further.
Lin Hao was also surprised to see that Xu Da's Hanmang Sword could freeze him.
At the same time, Lin Hao's vigilance increased.
Fortunately, it was the Tiangang Seal that was frozen now.
If he himself had been frozen, he might have suffered some disadvantage.
With these thoughts, Lin Hao shook himself, shedding the frost from the surface of the Tiangang Seal, and then reached out to grab the Hanmang Sword.
Seeing Lin Hao reach for the Hanmang Sword, Xu Da's expression changed drastically.
He violently flicked the Hanmang Sword upwards, using the momentum to slash at Lin Hao's cheek!
"Hanmang Swordplay Second Form – Hanmang Embracing the Moon!"
Instantly, countless frost energies surged towards Lin Hao's face.
Even with the protection of the Tiangang energy, Lin Hao couldn't help but shiver.
"It does have some tricks."
Lin Hao nodded inwardly, tilted his head, and swatted the Hanmang Sword away with a palm!
"Hum!"
The Hanmang Sword let out a sword cry.
Xu Da, along with his sword, somersaulted in the air and then plunged directly towards the water's surface.
Just as he was about to hit the water, Xu Da forcefully drew upon a breath of spiritual energy, barely halting his descent.
After stabilizing himself, Xu Da's face turned extremely grim.
However, the Hanmang Swordplay had a total of nine forms, and the later ones were even more incredible.
He had only unleashed two forms so far.
With these thoughts, Xu Da gripped the Hanmang Sword, let out a soft hum, and attacked Lin Hao again.
"Third Form!"
"Fourth Form!"
"..."
"Ninth Form – Hanmang Shattering Stars!"
Xu Da consecutively unleashed the later forms of the Hanmang Swordplay, all of which were blocked by Lin Hao, and he was even sent tumbling several times.
Finally, Xu Da unleashed his ultimate killing move.
The ninth form of the Hanmang Swordplay – Hanmang Shattering Stars!