A sword intent as vast as the skies spread out, slicing every scattered stone in the canyon to pieces.
A towering cloud of dust rolled up. Through the dust, a figure could vaguely be seen walking out step by step, a sharp sword in hand.
"He Qian, weren't you looking for a fight? Come on! I'll fight you!"
Crash—
A sword force swept across the eight directions and six extremes, rolling away all the dust within the canyon.
As the dust dispersed, it revealed Lin Bai's peerlessly cold face. The instant he took a step forward, a dazzling, razor-sharp sword radiance burst forth in a furious slash.
"Gentle Sword!"
Buzz—
The sword hummed softly, its ringing echoing in all directions.
The vast, boundless sword intent descended upon the mortal world like the roar of Gods and Devils from beyond the heavens, seeking to slay thousands upon thousands of immortals and Buddhas.
At that moment, the martial artists watching the battle saw Lin Bai's sword streaking toward He Qian. They were instantly terrified out of their wits, trembling all over.
"My heavens!"
"The power of that sword..."
"That sword is almost ten times stronger than He Qian!"
"How could Lin Bai have become this powerful? He's at least more than ten times stronger than He Qian!"
"To be honest, with this one sword alone, Lin Bai is already enough to dominate all the geniuses of the current age!"
The martial artists on the cliffs to either side cried out in alarm one after another.
They all stared at Lin Bai with faces full of disbelief.
This sword was simply the height of peerless elegance!
Hong Su's eyes widened in shock as she exclaimed, "How could he possess such an incredibly fierce sword technique? Why didn't he use it earlier?"
Jian Ruohan