Lin Feng swung his sword to parry.
Bang! The Supreme One's sword light was shattered by Lin Feng's slash.
The Supreme One raised a brow and rushed forward, swinging two swords.
Swish, swish! Bang, bang!
Both strikes were blocked by Lin Feng.
The Supreme One could no longer see through Lin Feng. He had already pushed his own combat power to the utmost limit.
But how had Lin Feng, a mere Quasi-Martial Saint, become even stronger than him?
This had already defied common sense.
The Supreme One took a step back and asked, "How did you suddenly become so strong?"
Lin Feng said, "I'm not fighting alone!"
Lin Feng charged forward and launched a fierce assault on the Supreme One.
Bang, bang, bang! The Supreme One was beaten back step by step, until even his footwork fell into disarray.
Swish! Lin Feng swept his sword horizontally.
A finger-length wound was cut across the Supreme One's chest.
The Supreme One lowered his head to look at the blood flowing from his chest, and an inexplicable sense of defeat rose in his heart.
He had actually been injured—and by Lin Feng, a Quasi-Martial Saint.
Aaargh! Aaargh! Aaargh!
Refusing to accept it, the Supreme One rushed forward and fiercely attacked Lin Feng.
Lin Feng defended with effortless ease, using nothing but moves from Basic Swordplay.
Pfft! Seizing an opening, Lin Feng thrust his sword into the Supreme One's shoulder.
The Supreme One staggered back several steps. "I understand now. You actually mobilized the power of the people!"
The Supreme One summoned Red Star's phantom and attempted to mobilize the power of the people.
Lin Feng's heart jolted. If that old bastard successfully mobilized the power of the people, wouldn't he be at a disadvantage again?
Lin Feng attacked the Supreme One even more