Hearing that voice, Zhang Chao's expression changed. He hurriedly turned around, but in the next instant, a sharp pain shot through his back. Ye Lin's sword had directly carved a horrifying wound across it.
"Damn it."
Borrowing the force of that strike, Zhang Chao swiftly widened the distance between himself and Ye Lin. Once he reached a safer spot, he immediately circulated his cultivation technique to dispel the sword qi Ye Lin had left in his back.
"Have you never been in a fight before? With strength like that, how did you dare come looking for me?"
Ye Lin's expression was terrifyingly calm. Then he slashed his sword at Zhang Chao.
Facing that strike, Zhang Chao shattered it with a single thrust of his spear. In a head-on clash, he did not fear Ye Lin in the slightest.
But when it came to combat skill, even two of him would not be enough.
His background was powerful, and his talent was exceptionally formidable. His cultivation had been piled up with resources, and he had barely any real combat experience.
It could be said that he possessed great strength, yet had no idea how to use it.
But Ye Lin? Ye Lin had fought and killed his way to his current strength.
In terms of combat skill, he was dozens of streets ahead of Zhang Chao, if not more.
"Ten Thousand Swords Return to Origin."
Ye Lin formed several hand seals. In an instant, waves of sword cries rang out between heaven and earth. Sword qi crisscrossed through the air, while the broken and damaged swords scattered across the ground began to tremble violently.
Then they flew toward Ye Lin and hovered silently behind him. In only a few short seconds, countless swords filled the space behind Ye Lin, though the