Easy as Pie!
"Sure. How do you want to die?"
When Lin Bai heard that the Ghost Shadow Second Leader wanted to challenge him, a cold sneer immediately tugged at the corner of his mouth.
"I heard you're a sword cultivator. As it happens, I've practiced the sword for a few years myself. Today, let's see whether the sword of you, the renowned strongest sword cultivator beneath the Quasi-Holy Son in the Eastern Continent Academy, is sharper—or mine!"
The Ghost Shadow Second Leader gave a cold laugh and pulled a black-glowing treasured sword from his Storage Bag. Chilling air spilled in all directions as he sneered at Lin Bai.
Lin Bai stared at the Ghost Shadow Second Leader, a cold sneer curling at the corner of his mouth.
"Second Leader, don't be rude! How could you possibly be a match for an inner disciple?" the Ghost King immediately rebuked him sternly. "Brother Lin Bai, I'm sorry. My younger brother hasn't seen much of the world. If he has been discourteous, please forgive him!"
"Big Brother, what is there to fear? You've simply been frightened silly by the inner disciples. He's nothing but a good-for-nothing."
"Big Brother, stand aside. I'll kill him!"
The Ghost Shadow Second Leader sneered. At that moment, the sharp sword in his hand swept directly past the Ghost King and shot straight toward Lin Bai's face.
"Be careful. I can tell that his swordsmanship isn't weak," Hu Xin'er said coldly from behind Lin Bai.
"You call swordsmanship like that 'not weak'?" With battle about to begin, Lin Bai still turned to Hu Xin'er and said, "If you saw Qin Tang's swordsmanship, wouldn't you be scared witless?"
"Heh heh."
Lin Bai smiled at Hu Xin'er.
Qin Tang cultivated four kinds of artistic conception, and his strength was terrifying