"If this keeps going, the Soul Refining Sect's Holy Son is going to be killed by Lin Bai!"
Everyone gathered their thoughts and looked at the projected scene again. They saw that after displaying the Crimson Lotus Sword Intent, Lin Bai was as fierce as a tiger, completely suppressing the Soul Refining Sect's Holy Son.
The sword in his hand grew faster with every strike and stronger with every blow.
There was no defense and no pause. Every sword was clean and decisive, and every sword contained an endless killing intent.
The Soul Refining Sect's Holy Son was beaten back step by step by Lin Bai, crying out repeatedly. Already grievously wounded, he now looked even more wretched.
With a bang.
Lin Bai thrust out with his sword. The Soul Refining Sect's Holy Son blocked it with all his strength, but the sword's might still sent him flying a thousand meters, and a large amount of blood spewed from his mouth.
"I wonder how much more blood you have left to spit out!"
Lin Bai raised his brows and looked at the Soul Refining Sect's Holy Son's frail body with a hint of mockery. He had already been extremely short and skinny, looking as though he did not have much blood and vitality to begin with.
Now, sword wounds covered several parts of his body, blood flowing from them. After being struck heavily by Lin Bai again and again, he kept vomiting blood.
"Cough, cough..." The Soul Refining Sect's Holy Son began coughing violently, mouthful after mouthful of blood surging from his throat. He looked solemnly at Lin Bai, then glanced at his own ancestor's soul. "This brat really isn't easy to deal with." The Soul Refining Sect's Holy Son cursed inwardly. "The strange sword intent on him is exceptionally