The longsword didn't seem particularly special, but Lin Yu sensed a dangerous aura about it, as if he were being stared at by a venomous snake, which sent chills down his spine.
With a thought, Lin Yu's Qingfeng sword transformed into a spear, its tip pointing at the red-clad youth. He coldly said, "What, are you going to fight me?"
"Hmph, I won't fight a piece of trash!"
As the boy in red spoke, he suddenly vanished from the spot.
Whoosh!
The next moment, the red-clad youth appeared in front of Lin Yu, his long sword aimed at Lin Yu's throat.
Lin Yu had anticipated this move. He dodged the attack by shifting his body to the side, and thrust his spear at the opponent with a sweeping, overwhelming force.
This spear thrust contained immense power, directly deflecting the longsword in the red-clad youth's hand, and the spear tip pierced his shoulder.
Hiss
The boy in red had a hole pierced in the shoulder, and blood splattered everywhere.
Ah!
The boy in red endured the pain and retreated several steps.
"Hmph, you think you can just leave so easily?"
Lin Yu snorted coldly, flicked his Qingfeng sword, and slashed at the red-clad youth once more.
Pfft~
The red-clad youth suffered again; this time, his chest was pierced by the Qingfeng sword once more. This time, it wasn't his shoulder that was injured, but his chest. Lin Yu sent him flying with a single spear thrust, sending him crashing heavily into a towering tree in the distance, causing the tree to collapse.
"Pfft~"
The red-clad youth spat out another mouthful of crimson blood, his face turning deathly pale.
Lin Yu's attack was so fierce that he was severely injured before he could react. This attack didn't even cause Lin Yu Lin Yu trouble.
"You lowly servant, how dare you ambush me! I swear I will not rest until I kill you today!" The red-clad youth scrambled to his feet, the wound on his arm slowly healing, but his face was contorted with rage.
"Heh heh, can you kill me?" Lin Yu sneered, "You'd better kneel here and wait to die!"
"Hmph, I am a disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect. If you kill me, you won't escape. Our Heavenly Sword Sect will definitely not let you go, and you won't survive!" the red-clad youth coldly retorted. "You'd better think carefully!"
"Heavenly Sword Sect? So what if it's the Heavenly Sword Sect? I killed one of your disciples, do you think your sect would avenge him?" Lin Yu curled his lip. "Let me tell you, if you don't surrender, I'll wipe out the Heavenly Sword Sect's disciples first, and then I'll destroy your entire sect!"
"Kid, you're so arrogant!" the boy in red said through gritted teeth. "You don't need to provoke me. I know you're not stupid. If you really dare to do that, I guarantee you'll die a more miserable death than that little girl!"
"Oh? Is that so?" Lin Yu smiled slightly, "Then you should try and see if I have the guts!"
After Lin Yu finished speaking, he raised his Qingfeng sword again and thrust it at his opponent.
"Hmph!"
The red-clad youth frowned, his face grim. He flashed back to Lin Yu's side, his longsword thrusting out once more.
This time, however, he used an extremely strange movement technique, his figure was elusive and his speed was astonishing, and ordinary cultivators could not catch his figure at all.
"Bang!"
This time, Lin Yu was also unable to dodge.
His spear once again blocked the red-clad youth's sword.
However, this time Lin Yu used the longsword to close in on his opponent.
Lin Yu's body moved like a phantom, catching up with the red-clad youth in the blink of an eye.
Thump!
Lin Yu raised his left hand and threw a punch, which landed squarely on his opponent.
Lin Yu showed no mercy in this attack, sending him flying into the ground.
Underground, Lin Yu unleashed his full combat power. Although the red-clad youth's cultivation was higher than his, he could only be defeated in the face of Lin Yu's absolute strength.
Boom!
The ground shook violently, and the red-clad youth burst forth from underground. However, this time he did not attack Lin Yu again, but instead turned and ran, flying away into the distance.
Lin Yu watched the other person's departing figure, shook his head, and didn't chase after them. After all, the other person was his savior, and Lin Yu wasn't so Wuqing.
However, the boy in red clearly had no intention of giving up on revenge.
Unbeknownst to Lin Yu, his fight with the red-clad youth had already attracted the attention of some cultivators.
"What happened over there?" A middle-aged man, accompanied by several guards, appeared nearby, frowned as he looked at the crater ahead, and asked.
"Master, there seem to be two people over there, and they look like they're engaged in a fierce battle. That man in black seems very powerful," said a guard in a green robe.
"Hmph, just a mere Spirit Transformation Realm martial artist. I'll go see for myself. If that man in black knows what's good for him, he'd better stop fighting immediately! Otherwise, don't blame me for being impolite!" The middle-aged man snorted coldly and, with several guards, rushed towards Lin Yu and his companion.
The battle between Lin Yu and the red-clad youth had already attracted the attention of many cultivators in the vicinity. Most of these cultivators were Rogue Cultivator, with only a few sect disciples on duty nearby.
The battle between Lin Yu and the red-clad youth had already attracted the attention of some cultivators. This middle-aged man was one of them. His name was Wu Ming, a powerful being at the late Golden Core stage. He usually patrolled the area, but today, seeing the battle, he rushed over to see who was challenging the prestige of his Heavenly Sword Sect. However, what he saw surprised him. Lin Yu's combat power was even stronger than any early Golden Core cultivator he had ever seen. Lin Yu's combat power had surpassed that of early Golden Core cultivators, and he might not even be able to defeat some mid-Golden Core experts.
"Master, I think that young man in black is very strong. He might be a Golden Core stage expert. Do you think we should just let him go?" the guard in the green robe suggested.
"No, that kid must die. If he doesn't die, what will become of the Heavenly Sword Sect's prestige?" the middle-aged man said in a deep voice.
"But that young man in black is too terrifying in combat. Master, you might get injured if you go. We shouldn't go," the guard in green robes advised.
"Hmph!" the middle-aged man sneered. "Don't you know my strength? I don't even care about a mere Spirit Transformation Realm cultivator in black."
"This..."
The guard in the green robe was at a loss for words.
"But since we've encountered him, there's no way to escape. Let him die by my hand; that would be a beautiful story!" A ferocious glint flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes.