"You're an interesting one. Since you didn't run, that proves you're a real man."
"So if I win, I'll leave you an intact corpse."
With a wave of his hand, Ye Lin summoned Azure Frost into his grasp.
At a thought from him, Azure Frost in his hand began to tremble, releasing clear, resounding sword cries.
The crisp, powerful sword cries echoed between heaven and earth.
"Hahaha, if I win, I'll leave you an intact corpse too."
Hearing Ye Lin's words, Wang Dong threw back his head and laughed.
What an interesting person.
The two had met, and though they had yet to exchange blows, both were utterly confident in themselves.
"Then come."
"Come."
Ye Lin raised Azure Frost and charged forward.
Though this man was interesting, Ye Lin felt no sense of mutual admiration.
In his eyes, there was only the trial.
"Come!!"
Wang Dong laughed heartily as all the Blood Baleful Qi in the city poured into his body.
His aura surged wildly at that moment.
Half-step Quasi-Saint.
His aura ultimately stopped at half-step Quasi-Saint, unable to advance any further.
And that was already enough.
Because in Ye Lin's perception, this fellow's aura had reached an utterly terrifying level.
Even he had to treat him with caution.
"Slash."
Countless streaks of Sword Qi slashed toward the man from every tricky angle.
Wave after wave of air-rending whistles rang out.
The seemingly unstoppable Sword Qi dissipated soundlessly before it could even touch Wang Dong.
"This isn't a spar. Don't bother bringing out such little tricks."
"After all, only one of us can survive."
A trace of madness flashed across Wang Dong's face, and in an instant, he was already before Ye Lin.
A terrifying aura radiated from his right fist.
He threw a punch.
The horrifying force made even