“Kill!” Chen Ling roared upon seeing Lin Yun drawing his sword. The golden flames enveloping his saint sword also began to expand rapidly. In the blink of an eye, his sword ray reached over thirty meters, looking like a mountain burning with flames. There was a netherserpent at the top of the mountain, which collided with the Flower Burial Sword.

When the two swords clashed, sparks flew around with chaotic energy spreading out in the manner of a shockwave. This instantly made everyone at Saint Pool Square retreat quickly.

But even when they retreated, they still couldn’t help watching Lin Yun and Chen Ling. The azure dragon that Lin Yun stood on rapidly withered. The azure dragon was like a flower that withered almost in seconds. Blood dripped down from the corner of Lin Yun’s lip as he was sent flying away under this attack, and his face also looked pale.

“So strong!” Lin Yun wiped...