Feng Lin's sword struck Lin Qi's Emperor Phoenix Sword. The two blades collided, their terrifying auras overlapping and merging into waves of force that slammed into the surrounding walls. Countless blade edges and sword gleams lashed wildly at the walls, leaving deep scars behind.
Under such a powerful blast, Yun Shuang and Cheng Shiyuan were both forced back several meters.
Seeing that Lin Qi still looked so flippant, Yun Shuang gritted her teeth. "Even if Eastern Continent cultivators have concealed their cultivation, that still doesn't prove you weren't the one who killed Yue Ya!"
"True..." Lin Qi bared her teeth and turned her head. "In that case, how about I just kill you all to silence you, then help him deal with the two of you? That way, no one will come collecting debts from me, and no one can pin the blame on me either."
Yun Shuang's expression changed, while Cheng Shiyuan gave Lin Qi a perfunctory bow.
Unfortunately, Feng Lin had crushed her throat bone, leaving her unable to make a sound.
Feng Lin's eyes lit up instead. "Fellow Daoist Lin, if you and I join forces, these three Sword Hearts can all fall into our hands. Are you willing—"
"I'm not!" The edge of Lin Qi's sword flashed.
Teasing Yun Shuang was one thing, but Lin Qi would never be foolish enough to join forces with an Eastern Continent cultivator—especially a Mahayana Venerable concealing his cultivation.
Once these people had been dealt with, Feng Lin's first target would be Lin Qi.
Several streams of Sword Qi descended through the air, while the Tai Chi Yin-Yang Diagram hovered in the void, its intimidating aura slowly pressing down.
Feng Lin's expression shifted slightly. He suddenly hurled the sword in his hand into the air, where it instantly transformed into