Lin Bai unsheathed his sword, charging at the silver-armored man.
Moving like a bolt of lightning, his body cast multiple waning shadows. His terrifying Sword Intention of the early third stage struck the silver-armored man first. Then, under Lin Bai's cold gaze, countless Sword Shadows slashed down fiercely onto the silver-armored man.
"This stroke alone was enough to kill the silver-armored man."
Lin Bai was extremely confident in the power of this stroke since he had exerted ninety percent of his strength. The silver-armored man would undoubtedly be unable to resist it.
But a surprising scene occurred.
Clang—
When Lin Bai's unstoppable sword stroke fell, the silver-armored man crossed his arms in front of his chest. The sword shadow hit his double swords, forcing the silver-armored man to retreat three or four steps. But, amazingly, the silver-armored man perfectly blocked it, without the slightest harm to himself.
"How is this possible? Did he switch tactics?"
