Lin Jingyu was down on one knee, leaning on his sword. He looked utterly battered, a far cry from his usual graceful self. There was a wound on his face. Thankfully, it wasn't deep and had barely bled, though it had still stained his cheek red.
If he hadn't been wearing clothes sewn from "Mysterious Gauze" by Big Bamboo Peak, he might have had even more wounds.
Lin Jingyu spat at the Demon Sect members opposite him. He didn't know what they had said to provoke him.
At the slightest disagreement, three black-clad Demon Sect members charged at him.
Lin Jingyu struggled to his feet, gritted his teeth, and faced all three alone. He was in constant danger, and gradually fell into the disadvantage.
Lin Jingyu had joined the Azure Cloud Sect at the same time as Zhang Xiaofan. He was exceptionally gifted, and several of the peak leaders had vied to take him as their disciple. In the end, he had become a disciple of Daoist Cangsong.
Cangsong had thought highly of him, not only teaching him with great care but even passing down the Nine Heavens Divine Weapon, the Dragon Slayer Sword.
Lin Jingyu had indeed lived up to Daoist Cangsong's painstaking efforts. In only a few short years, thanks to his outstanding talent and his deep-seated resolve to avenge his parents and family, his cultivation had advanced by leaps and bounds. Within a few years, he had become one of the most exceptional disciples of the younger generation.
Still, no matter how diligently he trained, cultivation was ultimately limited by time. He couldn't progress too recklessly.
The three black-clad Demon Sect members before him attacked in concert. The one in front kept swinging and smashing his long halberd down, while the one to the side controlled a