"Of course."
Ye Lin nodded with a smile.
"Good, then let's begin. My sword is called Wind and Snow, the most powerful sword strike I comprehended over three thousand years of pursuing the Dao. This sword has slain four hundred and thirty-three sword-dao prodigies."
"You'd best be careful."
After Baili Shengxue spoke, he merely slowly raised his hand and lightly pointed at Ye Lin.
In an instant, the azure Long Sword before them vanished into the air, utterly transforming into nothingness.
At the same time, the wind and snow between heaven and earth grew greater and greater.
The snowflakes looked light and delicate, yet they concealed intense killing intent.
That terrifying killing intent made Ye Lin's hairs stand on end.
Yet Ye Lin merely stood quietly in the void before slowly raising his palm.
Terrifying Sword Qi coiled around his palm, and the aura around him abruptly became exceptionally powerful.
"My sword is called Slay Cang Sheng."
"The name is like the sword itself—it slays all living beings."
Ye Lin smiled faintly, then slowly pressed his hand downward.
The next moment, the wind and snow around them suddenly came to a halt. The wind stopped, the snow stopped, as though space and time themselves had been frozen.
"G-Good sword."
In the distance, the young man rubbed his slightly aching brow before finally raising his head to look at Ye Lin in disbelief.
The sword dao... he had actually lost in a sword-dao duel.
This... was unbelievable. Truly unbelievable.
The young man's body gradually turned into fragments that filled the sky.
Meanwhile, Ye Lin stood quietly where he was, watching the scene with a smile.
This fellow was truly far too confident.
Competing in the sword dao with someone like him, who possessed the Chaos Sword Body?
If you didn't die,