"Cough cough—"
Lin Bai lay on the ground, spitting blood, his expression dazed, as he propped himself up with the Demonic Sword and stood up from the ground.
A soaring Sword Intention, still undispersed, filled the heavens and the earth.
Cheng Zhihua and Lin Lang both had a look of surprise on their faces, muttering inwardly, "Is this Sword Demon just like a cockroach? Why can't he be killed no matter how much we beat him!"
Yin Shan said coldly, "Sword Demon, I didn't expect you to survive the siege of six Yangshen Realm Strong Ones and even managed to kill two of them."
"I have to say, if we were to fight one-on-one, I'm afraid I would not be your match!"
At this moment, White Robe's eyes revealed a hint of hatred, he faintly sensed that Lin Bai's Cultivation strength was still above him, even much stronger than his!
At least White Robe couldn't manage to slay an expert of the Yangshen Realm while only at the Ninth Level of the Yin Saint Realm!
