In fact, Lin Shuguang had also realized that Yin Wufeng, like Su Lengyue, possessed some secret puppet technique passed down through his family. He simply could not release enough Qi and Blood to draw out the underground skeletons as Lin Shuguang could.
"Very well." Yin Wufeng looked coldly at the two of them. "In that case, don't blame me if you run into danger."
His figure seemed about to dissipate.
But Lin Shuguang charged straight at him, saber in hand.
Even if Yin Wufeng truly had the confidence to challenge Su Lengyue, Lin Shuguang intended to use this opportunity to temper his Martial Dao. How could he possibly let the man leave so easily?
Hum!
The radiance flowing over the three Heavenly Dragon True Fate Banners positioned around them flared again.
The gray, grim atmosphere surged rapidly like a tide once more. In the blink of an eye, the scene seethed again.
"You're courting death!" Lin Shuguang's vicious methods shocked and enraged Yin Wufeng.
Even with Su Lengyue present, she could not claim complete confidence in keeping him there. The two of them had already intended to let the matter end.
Who could have expected this mysterious Swordsman, Lin Shuguang, to act as though he would not stop until one of them died? This made Yin Wufeng, who already wanted to retreat, inexplicably irritable.
Almost the instant the Heavenly Dragon True Fate Banners activated, Lin Shuguang's aura suddenly became overwhelmingly domineering, as though it could swallow rivers, shaking the entire mountain forest violently!
"Fuck, this again!" The moment Yin Wufeng saw Lin Shuguang unleash such a display again, his expression darkened.
Even the Magic Seal he had already formed to escape was delayed a step as a result.
He could only watch as Lin Shuguang attacked again.
Humiliation turned to