Outside Luoyun Market, at the foot of a barren hilltop, nearly a hundred people were watching a battle.
Lin Shilu stood at the top of the hill, with Lin Xingyuan not far from him watching. Opposite him, Sun Dingfeng watched with a solemn expression, as if facing a formidable enemy.
Lin Shilu instructed Lin Xingyuan with a few words before speaking out loud,
"In a duel of magic, blades and swords are blind. Should there be any injuries, no grudges shall be sought afterwards. Is Daoist Sun ready?"
"Of course. Please enlighten me, Daoist Lin!"
After Sun Dingfeng bowed with his fists, he patted his storage bag, and instantly a red and green longsword appeared in his hand, ready for attack.
Lin Shilu responded, and with a forceful wave, the red and green greatsword burst into spiritual light, sending multiple sword qi at an extremely high speed from all directions toward Lin Shilu.
