Lin Taichu had already regained his composure, but his face was grim to the extreme. His fists clenched tightly as surging killing intent erupted from his body. He stepped forward, a long sword appearing in his hand, and slashed out!
"Clang!"
The long sword struck the other party's spear with a resounding metallic crash, yet it failed to break through its defense!
Lin Taichu's expression changed, and his aura surged once more!
Lin Taichu rolled, his body soaring into the air as he thrust his sword!
"Clang!"
The spear and treasured sword collided again, producing a piercing metallic screech!
"How could this be?!"
Lin Taichu's expression changed drastically, disbelief filling his eyes. This spear was a spirit artifact forged by an ancestor of the demon sect. It was incomparably sturdy; even the full-force strike of some Golden Core Late Stage Cultivators could never hope to damage it.
Yet now, pain shot through his arm, nearly jolting the treasured sword from his grasp!
"Lin Taichu, you should understand now why I told you to leave. It's because I never took you seriously."
Su Ming spoke indifferently, a trace of disdain appearing on his face.
"Kid, your strength is far greater than I imagined. In a one-on-one fight, I might lose to you. But unfortunately, you met me. Today, you will definitely die!"
Lin Taichu's face twisted viciously, killing intent boiling in his eyes. With a flash of his body, the long sword in his hand pierced through the void and shot toward Su Ming!
The long sword in Lin Taichu's hand was forged from demonsteel and contained an incomparably terrifying sharpness!
Seeing this, Su Ming's body abruptly vanished. At the same time, a mass of purple flames burst from his body, enveloping him and causing the flames to blaze even more