Translator: Henyee Translations | Editor: Henyee Translations
With that, Lin Jiutong flew towards Ye Li at an extremely fast speed.
In an instant, Lin Jiutong arrived in front of Ye Li.
Swish!
Lin Jiutong held the King Slaying Sword and slashed at Ye Li.
Unfortunately, how could Lin Jiutong hit Ye Li? Was there a need to explain Ye Liâs speed?
Clang!
After dodging Lin Jiutongâs sword, Ye Li quickly slashed out.
Lin Jiu used the King Slaying Sword to block, producing the sound of weapons colliding. It made the genetic warriors on both sides of the Mystic Lakeâs ears ring.
âIâve said it before. Your King Slaying Sword is just a pile of scrap metal,â Ye Li said calmly.
As soon as he finished speaking, the King Slaying Sword turned to dust.
âWhat!!!â
When the genetic warriors on both sides of the Mystic Lake saw this scene, they could not help but gasp. They had simply seen the most terrifying scene in the world.
The King Slaying Sword that shook the entire Mystic Land⦠was broken just like that?
They couldnât believe it. They really couldnât believe it.
But so what even if he didnât believe it? The truth was right in front of him.
At this moment, Lin Jiutong was petrified on the spot. He looked at the sword hilt in his hand in a daze, but the sword body was nowhere to be seen.
âThe King Slaying Sword is broken?â
Lin Jiutongâs mouth was slightly agape. It was obvious that he could not believe what he was seeing.
âDemon King Ye Li, my King Slaying Sword is broken!â n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
All of a sudden, Lin Jiutongâs eyes were filled with fury.
He retreated hundreds of meters and shouted,
âI, Lin Jiutong, am the master of the Sword Dao!â
âSword, come!â
A longsword condensed from spirit energy appeared in Lin Jiutongâs hand.
âDemon King Ye Li, 1 used ten years of my lifespan to condense this sword for no other reason than to kill you on the Mystic Lake!â
Lin Jiutong said coldly to Ye Li. His old face was extremely cold.
However, Ye Li smiled calmly. His face was still as calm as water.
âLin Jiutong, I donât care how much of your lifespan has been consumed. In front of me, the Demon King Ye Li, you will only end up being suppressed!â
Lin Jiutong was really too angry. He didnât expect Ye Li to be so calm even though he had used ten years of his lifespan to condense this sword.
âDemon King Ye Li, donât tell me you still think you can live!â Lin Jiutong shouted at Ye Li.
The genetic warriors on both sides of the Mystic Lake were terrified. They looked at the sword condensed from spiritual Qi in Lin Jiutongâs hand, simply terrified out of their wits.
âCome and die.â
Ye Li looked at Lin Jiutong playfully and hooked his finger at him again.
âAll! Youâre courting death!â
Lin Jiutong shouted and stepped on the air⦠towards Ye Li!
âClang, clang, clang!â
Although the sword in Lin Jiutongâs hand was formed from spirit energy, the sound of weapons colliding could still be heard when it came into contact with the Ancient Dragon Abyss Sword. The only difference was that the sword wouldnât turn into dust.
In midair, there were many ghostly shadows and countless sword shadows flickered.
The genetic martial artists on both sides of the Mystic Lake swallowed their saliva. They looked at each other.
Too terrifying, simply too terrifying!
After dozens of moves, Ye Li and Lin Jiutong separated and were 100 meters apart.
âDemon King Ye Li, you will definitely die today!â Lin Jiutong said coldly.
Ye Li smiled faintly and thought that Lin Jiutong was too proud of himself.
âOne strike.â
Ye Li said two words to Lin Jiutong.
âWhat do you mean?â Lin Jiutong asked coldly..