The blast of air was ferocious, directly shattering Baili Tusu's Sword Qi and sending him flying.
"Sever."
Ye Lin pressed his advantage without mercy. With a light movement of his feet, he swiftly advanced forward.
As Ye Lin raised his hand, a terrifying strand of Sword Qi formed behind him.
The Sword Qi let out a long cry, its howl echoing across the entire Arena.
With a deafening boom, Baili Tusu's body slammed against the barrier. He dropped to one knee, the rusty sword in his hand trembling.
"Sever again."
Ye Lin stepped on the Arena and soared into the air. His right hand traced a circle through the air before he sent out another strand of Sword Qi with a palm strike.
The Sword Qi shot straight at Baili Tusu, aimed squarely at his head.
Straight for his head.
One slight misstep, and Baili Tusu would lose his head.
"Heaven Reliance, break."
Baili Tusu slapped the rusty sword in his hand, gripped its hilt with both hands, and brought it down viciously.
His terrifying Sword Qi directly smashed Ye Lin's Sword Qi apart, then came hurtling toward Ye Lin's face.
"Suppress."
Ye Lin struck out with another palm, shattering the Sword Qi before him.
Ye Lin's figure came to a stop at the edge of the Arena.
The two faced each other from opposite ends of the Arena.
This guy's strength is no simple matter. A powerful opponent.
Baili Tusu thought to himself.
He had remained in the Daluo Golden Immortal realm for tens of thousands of years. His understanding of the sword had long surpassed that of many his age.
Yet from Ye Lin, he felt a trace of pressure.
This man was also a sword cultivator, yet without even relying on a sword, he had already steadily