They had taken care of Shirley first in order to prevent her from pulling any underhanded tricks.
For example, like Brother Cheng, a sudden bomb could also be the key to turning the tide of the battle.
Now that Michael was the only one left, they could focus on their enemies!
Michael's expression didn't change much at the sight of Shirley's elimination.
As long as he was still here, the Light Wing Clan still had a chance of obtaining the heavenly peaches.
"I admit, I did underestimate you.
"It's a little unfair to you, but I'm going to use my Holy Spirit Body against you." The six wings on Michael's back were fully extended, from which a dazzling holy light radiated. Each and every feather glowed with a pure white light.
A burst of holy music began to sound, as if it were a divine being leading the mortals to heaven.
At that moment, it was as if he were the most holy being in this world.
Boom! Michael's aura began to climb, and he had broken through the Dao Body Stage and entered an extremely mystical state.
"Oi, that's a little too much … You're using hacks!" An Lin instinctively retreated with a nervous expression.
The Holy Spirit Body was an extremely rare natural dao body within the Light Wing Clan. Once this power was fully activated, it would be able to unleash the Holy Spirit Power, which was different from vital energy.
Michael had initially only wanted to do it casually, but after meeting An Lin, he wanted to do it seriously!
Using the power of the Holy Spirit Body, the Holy Spirit Power and vital energy was not a simple one plus one. After combining them, they would be able to unleash a type of explosive power that could enhance one's power to the maximum!
An Lin could sense Michael's aura becoming more and more terrifying. Not just Spirit Nurturing Stage living beings, he could even put up a fight against Soul Formation Stage super mighty figures!
Michael was most likely going to be the most powerful enemy he had encountered on this trip.
Within the Heavenly Palace.
All of the Light Wing Clan living beings were getting excited.
"Ah …! Holy Angel Michael is using the power of the Holy Spirit Body! I'm so excited! "One of the beautiful Light Wing Clan female cultivators yelled with excitement.
"No matter how powerful An Lin is, there's no way he can defend against the Holy Angel's attack. This time, we've finally gotten rid of a strong competitor! "
"Even other Dao Integration Stage super mighty figures wouldn't be a match for Holy Angel Michael in his current state."
Even the male Light Wing Clan cultivators were extremely excited to see this, and they began to discuss spiritedly among themselves.
The battle between An Lin and Michael had attracted the attention of almost half of the mighty figures present. Almost no mighty figure thought that An Lin would be able to defeat Michael in his current state.
All of the emperors of the Celestial Court also had their attention focused on An Lin.
However, all of them had different perspectives. All of them were looking at An Lin with anticipation in their eyes, wondering how An Lin would be able to defeat Michael.
"Emperor Chang Sheng, how about we make a bet on who will win this battle, An Lin or Michael?" The Celestial Thearch narrowed his eyes as he spoke.
"Emperor Chang Sheng, of An Emperor, I! I To Emperor Out, Emperor God! I of An Michael of the Least!" "I" Emperor Michael of Of of Peby of Of to me!
The Celestial Thearch: "… Michael is so powerful, and you're betting on An Lin to win?"
"Heh, I'm not an idiot. An Lin has done many surprising things in the past. The more surprises there are, the more it becomes inevitable. "Emperor Chang Sheng seemed to have seen through something.
The Celestial Thearch was extremely frustrated. He had wanted to take this opportunity to earn a few heavenly peaches.
"There's no point in betting on who wins. Let's bet on how long it takes for An Lin to defeat Michael." Emperor Ziwei suddenly interjected, "I bet five hundred-year heavenly peaches that he can finish the battle in ten minutes!"
Emperor Ziwei had been pummeled by An Lin before, so he was very confident in An Lin's combat prowess.
The Celestial Thearch thought about it for a moment before replying, "I bet he can't do it."
Michael was a super mighty figure who was comparable in power to him, so he had to save some face for himself.
…
At this moment, within the Dao Observation Space.
"You know how to use swords, so I'll play with you."
Michael spoke in a cold voice, as if he were an emotionless god. A light sword had already appeared in his hand.
"Rip!" The sharp sound of air being torn apart erupted.
A sonic boom erupted behind him as he charged toward An Lin at an extremely terrifying speed. The light sword in his hand slashed out a pure and extremely powerful sword strike!
There was no need for any fancy sword moves, it was just a simple fusion of Saint Spiritual Energy and Yuan Qi, and a simple but simple sword slash was formed.
The hair on An Lin's body stood on end as an inky-black sword intent burst forth. He unleashed his Endless Night technique to its fullest extent, and the sword strike was like the descent of night, engulfing all the light around it.
In the next second.
Holy light tore through the darkness.
Michael's light sword clashed with the Evil-Slaying Sword, and the screeching sound of swords reverberated through the air!
An Lin felt as if the holy light sword intent was surging toward him like a tsunami, and the web between his thumb and index finger was instantly torn open as his body was knocked flying into the ground.
Boom!
Half of a small hill was flattened by An Lin.
Blood trickled down the corners of his lips as his blood flowed erratically.
The power of his body of the War God had been restricted, and his current defenses were unable to withstand Michael's attacks.
An Lin was definitely on the back foot in his first clash with Michael!
Before An Lin had a chance to catch his breath, Michael charged toward An Lin again, and his holy light sword fell again.
Whoosh! The holy light sword projection tore through the earth.
A white figure was knocked flying again by the sword projection.
Mi Jia Lie's white wings flapped, and it continued its pursuit.
All of a sudden, his expression shifted, and he immediately changed his flight path.
A series of golden balls suddenly appeared in his original flight path before exploding violently.
Boom boom boom …
Energy exploded as gale-force winds swept through the air. This was a chain of explosions that made one's flesh crawl.
Michael heaved a light sigh of relief. Thank God he had evaded in time. Otherwise, he really would have been struck.
He turned his gaze to look at the other handsome man who was as handsome as him.
"To be able to secretly set up a spell formation in the air in advance, I have to say, you really are an explosive prodigy!" Michael praised.
An Lin was astonished.
What? Explosive prodigy?
Xuanyuan Cheng corrected him with an enraged expression. "I'm not an explosive prodigy, and this isn't an explosive prodigy. This is a manifestation of the Myriad Spirit Taichi Dao of Yang!"
"Oh." Mi Jia Lie nodded disapprovingly. It was obvious that he didn't believe her.
Xuanyuan Cheng: "…"
An Lin was finally able to catch his breath thanks to Xuanyuan Cheng's delay.
Just as he was hesitating about whether or not to use that technique, an extremely powerful pillar of light pierced through the air toward Michael!
Michael's reaction was extremely fast, and he evaded the attack range of the pillar of light with an extremely ghostly movement technique.
"Holy f * ck, this Angel of Judgment Kyle is so cunning! He evaded my Final Spark!" An extremely pleasant voice sounded.
Holy Angel Michael: "???"
Who was Angel of Judgment Kyle?
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