Moreover, Ye Ling's speed was becoming faster and faster, fiercer and fiercer. In just a few blinks of an eye, he had already charged in front of the phantom.
Having just broken through to the half-step Saint Realm, Ye Ling felt that his strength had increased several times compared to before. His body had become much stronger, and his Divine Sense had become even sharper.
Every move he made carried a powerful momentum, making one's heart palpitate.
Furthermore, Ye Ling's figure was elusive like a ghost, unpredictable, and his attack speed was terrifyingly fast, leaving no chance for one to dodge.
This time, Ye Ling wasn't like before, barely able to defend without the power to counter. Instead, he turned passivity into aggression and forced the phantom to retreat step by step.
Soon, the phantom was covered with shocking bloodstains, and these wounds continued to spread, slowly penetrating the phantom's body.
