Icy Cold Sword Qi raged open around Jiang Lin's feet. Lu Tu, who was so close at hand, could feel that this frigid Sword Qi was about to tear his body into thousands upon thousands of fragments!
He had never seen such Icy Sword Qi. It was as if the man standing beside him was the sky itself. In front of this man, he could only submit!
But how was that possible?
What a joke!
I am one of the Twelve Demon Kings! My opponent is merely at the Jade Purity Middle Stage!
The Jade Purity Realm and the Immortal Realm—those were worlds apart! How could he possibly be afraid?
"Boom!"
Under Lu Tu's guidance, the Mountain and River Cauldron descended from the heavens once more, crushing straight down toward Jiang Lin's head!
The obscure patterns on the cauldron blazed with light. The aura of the Great Dao poured down, intending to suppress everything in this world.
But when the Mountain and River Cauldron was only two feet from Jiang Lin's head, a young girl's Dharma Form appeared behind him!
The girl, an eighteen-year-old in a JK sailor uniform, had a pure and innocent appearance. She merely extended one finger and lightly propped up one corner of the Mountain and River Cauldron.
A Mountain and River Cauldron large enough to cover both of them had actually been caught by her with effortless ease.
Lu Tu's eyes widened to their absolute limit!
The girl's Sword Qi was identical to Jiang Lin's. He knew that this girl was the Sword Spirit of Jiang Lin's Natal Flying Sword.
But he had never imagined it.
A mere Sword Spirit had held up his Mountain and River Cauldron with just one finger!
Was this really a Sword Spirit? Why would such a Sword Spirit exist?