"Did you really win? Then look behind you!"
Fang Yiyun sneered.
"Behind?" Tan Jing chuckled coldly and turned to look. In the place where his Palm Thunder had previously exploded, amid the towering smoke and dust, a silhouette remained standing, unmoved, looming in the haze!
Seeing this shadow, a trace of shock appeared on Tan Jing's face, and he exclaimed, "How is this possible! I clearly hit him!"
Swish—
Suddenly, a storm swept out of the smoke and dust, clearing it all away!
As the smoke dispersed, Lin Bai's figure was revealed.
Lin Bai chuckled and said to Tan Jing, "That Thunderbolt is impressive... Do you have any other skills?"
"Continue then."
Lin Bai smiled faintly.
Tan Jing's eyes narrowed, and his face showed anger!
"Hahaha, I knew it! Lin Bai wouldn't be defeated so easily!"
"After all, he's the number one Sword Cultivator from the Nine Heavens Primordial Ancestor Mountain."
