The Young Sect Master was named Su Cang. He was the son of Su Zhan, the current Sect Master of the Spirit Sword Sect, and also the disciple of the Grand Elder of the Elders Council.
His status was naturally exalted, and there was no need to say more.
"Did you not hear what I said?" the Young Sect Master Su Cang asked Lin Bai, his face livid.
In the Spirit Sword Sect, Su Cang had always been a man whose word carried absolute weight. No one dared defy him. Even the Sword Alliance, which had the Elders Council backing it, did not dare openly disobey Su Cang.
But today, he had already appeared to save Lin Qiusheng, yet Lin Bai had still killed him.
This made Su Cang feel that his position had been challenged.
"I heard you, but sorry. In a martial duel, it's hard to avoid accidentally losing control."
Lin Bai tossed out the words casually.
"Good, good, good. What a fine 'hard to avoid accidentally losing control'!"
Su Cang ground out those words through clenched teeth. His figure suddenly blurred, and a fierce gale surged toward Lin Bai.
Lin Bai was startled. He sensed a trace of danger within the wind and hurriedly swung the Evil Wind Sword, slashing out a curtain of sword light to block in front of him.
The instant the sword curtain took shape, a clawed hand emerged from the gale before him. The moment it touched the sword curtain, it shattered it.
"So strong!"
Lin Bai was shocked.
"Die for me!"
Su Cang roared. After shattering the sword curtain, he slammed a palm heavily into Lin Bai's chest.
Pfft!
Lin Bai was sent flying, landing a hundred meters away with blood spilling from his mouth.
Su Cang's palm had directly broken