A series of strange winds surrounded Lin Bai and Hong Su.
Hong Su whispered, "This person seems extremely skilled in assassination and concealment!"
"Mm!" Lin Bai nodded slightly.
Hong Su said, "I'm seriously injured now, and the spiritual power in my body is exhausted. I can't help you!"
"You don't need to help. Just watch from the side." Lin Bai smiled faintly.
At once, a glint flashed through Lin Bai's eyes. The howling wind that kept reaching his ears made his expression turn slightly grim.
In that very instant, a dazzling Sword Qi suddenly burst from the darkness on Lin Bai's left, shooting straight toward his left temple.
"Lin Bai, look out!" Hong Su cried.
Hearing Hong Su's voice, a cold smile crept across Lin Bai's lips. This sword had indeed come with fierce momentum, catching even Lin Bai off guard. Yet just as it was about to pierce his temple, two sharp swords suddenly appeared out of thin air and crossed before his temple, blocking the strike by the narrowest margin!
"What!" The person seemed unable to believe it either. He hurriedly withdrew his sword and retreated, intending to hide in the darkness again.
"Hmph, you want to use the same trick again?" Lin Bai snorted coldly. He had not moved even an inch from where he stood, yet the two flying swords flashed rapidly and shot toward the martial artist, forcing him directly out of the darkness.
Sword Qi surged like a vast sea of clouds, crashing down with earth-shattering force and beating the martial artist until he could no longer conceal himself.
Clang, clang, clang—
The sword cultivator was beaten back step by step by Lin Bai's two flying swords, utterly incapable of fighting back.
At that moment, Lin Bai suddenly drew his sword. The Demon Sword