Clang!
Metal rang and trembled without cease as fierce winds swept the covered bridge of the Ye Family Mansion.
The saber strike erupted from Lin Shuguang's hand, surging like a raging inferno, ferocious beyond measure!
In an instant,
that savage, brutal saber light filled Ye Lin's entire field of vision.
The moment they clashed, the sheer violence of that power made Ye Lin's expression shift slightly, a hint of startled doubt appearing on his face.
But Lin Shuguang's furious assault did not pause.
They fought at close quarters, killing intent lurking everywhere!
Lin Shuguang leaped up with a swift knee strike, and Ye Lin reached out to block it.
The impact rumbled like muffled thunder.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Ye Lin finally could not help retreating a step, stamping a deep dent into the ground beneath his foot.
It was the first time he had retreated under Lin Shuguang's attacks.
He raised his arm. A bloody gash stood out on his left arm, instantly soaking his clothes.
Everyone from the Ye Family saw it clearly, and they all froze.
"The family head was actually wounded?"
"How is that possible?"
"The family head clearly had the upper hand just now. How did things suddenly turn out like this?"
Not just them-even Ye Tianhao and the Ye Family Patriarch were stunned.
Lin Shuguang ignored their shock and charged in with overwhelming force.
His saber struck the War Spear in Ye Lin's hands.
The tremendous force sent Ye Lin flying on the spot, blood spurting from his arm as he slammed into the wall, his face turning deathly pale.
"That's impossible!" the Ye Family members cried out.
"Good. Very good!" Enduring the waves of pain flooding through both arms, Ye Lin glared at him fiercely.
Lin Shuguang said nothing.
Si Qianjun had only given