Ten-Step Kill!
The Man-Tearing Lion watched Lin Bai with a cold sneer. The fangs jutting from his lower lip were especially sharp, radiating a vicious aura.
Lin Bai looked back at the Man-Tearing Lion coldly, an icy chill like billions of years of frozen ice appearing on his face.
Xing Shu said, "The rules of the Reincarnation Field are simple: the victor lives, and the loser dies!"
"Begin."
With that, Xing Shu stomped his foot and vanished from the arena!
Whoosh—
The instant Xing Shu disappeared, an extremely cold sword ray tore through the air and shot toward the Man-Tearing Lion's face. The sword came with such ferocious momentum that every hair on the Man-Tearing Lion's body stood on end!
Rumble—
The Man-Tearing Lion hurriedly raised both arms to block Lin Bai's sword, but Lin Bai's strike still sent him flying more than a hundred meters!
"Damn! Has Heaven Rank 9527 taken some kind of drug today? Why is he so fierce? The battle just started, and he's already using such powerful swordsmanship?"
"That sword from Heaven Rank 9527 just now was indeed extraordinary!"
"How powerful! Could this sixth-level Yin Saint actually create another miracle today?"
The watching members of the Demon Race cried out in alarm.
The Man-Tearing Lion, sent flying by a single sword, raised his eyes and glared coldly at Lin Bai. The corner of his mouth lifted as a bone-chilling killing intent spread out. "I don't know where you got the nerve, but you actually dared to challenge me?"
"But none of that matters now. Your appearance has merely handed me another victory."
"Ah!"
The Man-Tearing Lion let out a savage roar. Power surged throughout his body as he lunged at Lin Bai, one claw crashing down through the air. Its terrifying force seemed to tear