A dense rain of Sword Qi fell, and Ling Fan held his spear as he continuously fended off the strikes.
Though he was strong, facing this sky-full of Sword Qi now, he still felt a deep sense of powerlessness.
His strength could not keep up with his will.
After shattering those Sword Qi, an even more violent arc of Sword Qi slashed toward him.
At that moment, Ling Fan completely gave up resisting.
His aura was waning, and his entire body no longer had the strength to fight. And this guy? His aura was vigorous, as though nothing had happened; the more he fought, the more excited he became.
At that moment, he utterly lost the will to resist.
Clatter~
A crisp sound rang out as the spear in his hand fell to the ground.
Ling Fan's body was severed at the waist by the terrifying Sword Qi.
With a thunderous boom, Ling Fan's body was directly ground to pieces by the Sword Qi—completely pulverized, leaving behind no trace whatsoever.
Ye Lin put away Azure Frost and quietly looked around.
As for Ling Feng?
He had long since been killed.
All three clones possessed strength nearly equal to his own, and the clones knew everything he knew. Even if they were slightly weaker, they would not be much weaker.
Under such circumstances, how could Ling Fan, besieged by three clones, possibly have the ability to resist?
He died on the spot, without the slightest suspense.
After the three clones returned to his body, Ye Lin began searching all around.
His intuition told him that this secret chamber was not as simple as it appeared on the surface.
There had to be something hidden within it.
He simply had not found it yet.
Those two brothers would never have brought him