Ye Lin turned his head directly, and the punch carrying the full force of a mid-stage Earth Immortal strike brushed past the tip of his nose.
Before Ye Lin could catch his breath, a warning came from behind.
"Slash."
Ye Lin flipped over and slashed with his sword. Sword Qi flashed as it struck the puppet's fist fiercely, throwing up a shower of sparks before finally falling silent. Even Ye Lin's casual strike left only a faint scratch on the puppet.
The next moment, the three puppets began forming an array around Ye Lin. During this time, Ye Lin exchanged thousands of blows with them. The puppets seemed linked in mind and spirit, their coordination flawless whenever they fought together.
If not for that, Ye Lin would have cleared this long ago.
Whenever he began casting a technique, they could interrupt him. Then the other two would coordinate perfectly to force him into defeat, as though they were fighting while transmitting messages to one another.
It was endlessly irritating.
"Sword Two, One Sword Opens Mountains and Seas."
Pink petals appeared throughout the entire space, drifting down one by one like snowflakes, exquisitely beautiful.
Yet the snowflakes were filled with killing intent. Sword Qi crisscrossed within the petals, light flashing ceaselessly in a dazzling display.
"Slash."
Ye Lin snorted coldly. The petals began spinning rapidly, forming a tornado composed entirely of petals that slashed toward the three puppets.
As though they had agreed beforehand, the three puppets threw out their fists in perfect unison, intending to meet it head-on.
The next instant, a deafening boom rang out, and the three puppets were sent flying backward. This was the first time an opponent of the same realm had managed to take Ye Lin's full-powered sword strike head-on.
Ye Lin would not let