Third Master Li made his move, and dark winds immediately howled all around them, while the wails of ghosts and wolves echoed incessantly in their ears.
Third Master Li struck out viciously with his palm, sending it across the void toward Lin Bai's face.
Lin Bai sat with his back against a tree, allowing Third Master Li's palm to come at him without dodging or evading. Just as the palm was about to strike Lin Bai, two flying swords suddenly surged in from the left and right, striking Third Master Li's palm simultaneously.
There was a loud bang.
The two swords blasted Third Master Li more than a hundred meters away. When he landed, his face was filled with shock. He lowered his head and saw that his palm had already been pierced by sword radiance.
"These two swords actually have such power?"
Third Master Li was utterly stunned by the two flying swords.
Although Third Master Li was a martial artist at the peak of the Yang God Realm, he was also capable of sending the treasured sword in his hand flying and making it dance through the air. However, its power was nowhere near the level of Lin Bai's flying swords.
"This method is simply unheard-of and unseen. Even after leaving the hand, a treasured sword can still unleash such tremendous power." Third Master Li spoke with deep astonishment.
"How is this possible?"
"Third Master Li was actually forced back."
"A sixth-stage Yang God Realm martial artist who was seriously wounded and on the verge of death forced him back—and even injured his palm."
Yang San and Di Hong were both stunned and horrified.
Lin Bai sat with his back against the tree and said coldly, "Third Master Li, are you looking to die?"
Third Master Li looked