Liu Mian wielded the Gazing Sky Sword and brought it slashing down. Sword Qi spread in every direction, leaving several bottomless sword marks across the arena.
Ke Ling activated the residual Soul Power of the Earth Demon. His face twisted viciously, the veins on his forehead bulging, and low whimpers came from his mouth. When he raised his hands like claws and tore at the space ahead, a force capable of ripping apart the firmament spread outward.
The others all unleashed their strongest Mystic Arts and Dao Arts, looking as though they intended to grind Lin Bai's bones to dust and scatter his ashes.
The martial battle on the arena went round after round, move following move. The sight left many of the martial artists below gaping in astonishment.
The nineteen martial artists from the Cloud Heaven Sword Sect and the Heaven and Earth Gate had joined forces. Every move was vicious beyond compare, each one aimed straight at Lin Bai's vital points. The sight was chilling to behold.
Yet Lin Bai alone, standing on the arena, seemed completely unaffected. Amid the frenzied bombardment of Mystic Arts and Dao Arts, he was like a nimble fish, slipping out of the fishing net time and again despite the perilous situations.
Everyone below was sweating bullets for Lin Bai. Only Lin Bai remained utterly relaxed!
After a fierce assault, they realized that they could not take Lin Bai down, and anxiety began to creep into their hearts.
"How is this brat so nimble?"
"Nineteen of us joined forces and laid out an inescapable net, yet we never expected him to slip away from it time and again!"
"What should we do?"
The nineteen exchanged whispered words among themselves.
Just then.
Lin Bai's figure blurred, and he appeared in the middle of the