The Second Dragon Head was dumbfounded. He had thought Gong Ziyu would definitely win today, and that another great battle might follow, with Lin Lang's friends perhaps seeking revenge for him. But why was Gong Ziyu the one who had died?
He had even arranged for the Azure Dragon Society to begin counterattacking the Sun Moon Holy Cult, the Great Sui Holy Sect, and the others today, no longer hiding.
They would use Gong Ziyu's slaying of Lin Lang to bring the entire Jianghu under the Azure Dragon Society's rule.
Afterward, whether Wudang Mountain, the World Association, Divine Sword Manor, or Peerless City, all would have to submit to the Azure Dragon Society.
Bai Yujing stared at Lin Lang in shock. That last sword strike of Lin Lang's had actually severed Gong Ziyu's sword. How had he done it?
At their realm, their swords were covered in true qi. Even ordinary twigs would not break easily.
Closing his eyes and carefully recalling the battle, he realized that the sword qi Lin Lang had released with his Sword Finger had all struck the same spot on Gong Ziyu's sword.
That was why it had suddenly snapped under Lin Lang's final blow.
Bai Yujing looked thoughtful. "It seems that constant defense with sword techniques will eventually be broken. And when that defense breaks, death follows."
He also felt that Lin Lang could probably break his sword techniques too.
Although Lin Lang was not a swordsman, he was more terrifying than any swordsman Bai Yujing had ever seen.
He had once thought his sword techniques unmatched beneath heaven. Having also broken through to the Martial Arts Myth realm, he had believed he need fear no one as he traveled the Jianghu. Only after witnessing this sword duel did he realize he had been