Liu Tian stared at Lin Bai, his eyes flickering with a cold, piercing light.
Suddenly, Liu Tian's figure blurred and vanished from the spot.
Lin Bai's expression remained unchanged as he felt powerful currents of air assaulting him from all directions, feeling as though he was being watched by a demon god from hell.
Boom—
In an instant, a terrifying force exploded in the void, striking fiercely towards Lin Bai's head.
Lin Bai looked up just in time to see a fierce-faced Liu Tian slamming down with his palm.
"Hmph!"
Seeing Liu Tian make his move, Lin Bai couldn't help but snort derisively.
With a clang, the Qingge Sword shot out of its scabbard, radiating cold light for a thousand meters, immediately filling the courtyard with an overwhelming sword intent and momentum.
The howling wind whipped up, carrying with it the wails of ghosts and howls of wolves!
With one strike, he repelled the approaching Liu Tian, sending him flying back.
The two's first exchange ended in a draw.
