One Person: Revitalize the Sword Sect, Start with the Sword Challenge of the Ten Lords

As soon as he finished speaking, countless tiny and bright lights seemed to appear out of thin air in the air, drawing tracks in the night and converging towards the center.

Those light spots gradually connected together to form a series of silky bright bands, like a river flowing from the distant sky, appearing particularly dazzling in the darkness.

But behind these beautiful streams of light lies endless murderous intent—anyone who comes into contact with them will have their vitality and energy quickly drained.

"Is this what you call a big move? It's really impressive."

Ye Lin's eyes were serious but he still maintained his teasing attitude. He held the golden spear tightly in his right hand and prepared to respond.

"Then let me see how powerful your 'Thousand Rivers and Blue Sea Flow' is."

As he spoke, he placed the golden spear across his chest, lowering his body slightly to gather strength. As the first blue stream approached, Ye Lin instantly launched himself and leaped to the side.

At the same time, the weapon in his hand attacked at an incredible angle.

A clang resounded through the sky! The seemingly light and flexible, yet indestructible, energy beam was actually cut off!

Seeing this, Zhao Guizhen, who was originally full of confidence, suddenly changed his expression.

"How could this guy possibly hold back the Thousand Rivers and Blue Seas... Impossible!"

He was horrified and increased the speed of his mana output. More and more powerful light and shadows like flowing water surged towards the target in front.

However, no matter how fierce and intensive the attacks were, Ye Lin was able to skillfully use the magic weapon in his hand to accurately strike every weak link, and take this opportunity to gradually approach the enemy.

Every time metal clashed, a devastating mess was left behind—broken and scattered streams, blown-down trees, and land riddled with potholes and scorch marks...

Seeing the situation becoming increasingly unfavorable, Zhao Guizhen, unwilling to accept defeat, suddenly yelled:

"I will get rid of you here today no matter what!" After saying this, he turned into a ball of gust of wind and swept across the earth and rushed straight towards the other party.

Seeing that his opponent was coming at him aggressively, Ye Lin no longer stayed entangled in the battlefield in front of him but instead burst out all his potential.

It seemed as if one could feel the ripples in the air stirring between them.

All the living creatures around felt tremendous pressure and fled from the range of the battle.

Zhao Guizhen's eyes were instantly filled with bloodshot from rage. He took a deep breath, then put his palms together, and the Qi in his body quickly gathered at one point. Then, he pushed it towards the "Liuguang" sword in his hand that had been ready to go with lightning speed.

As he urged, countless small streams of light formed by Qi seemed to be endowed with souls, flickering and jumping in the air, each emitting a heart-pounding blue light.

This was not just a simple attack, but more like a fine work of art being slowly unfolded - if its lethality was ignored.

Faced with such a massive attack, Ye Lin did not panic, but instead a sneer appeared on his face.

The golden spear seemed to have life in his hand, dancing freely. Every swing would bring with it a sound of breaking through the air, like a giant dragon emerging from the sea, shocking everyone.

The air began to be filled with a strong fighting atmosphere, and the confrontation between the two men had reached a white-hot stage.

At this moment, the surroundings suddenly fell silent, even the slightest sound of wind and grass being suppressed. In this eerie silence, only the sound of two massive forces colliding could be clearly heard.

"Do you really think such a trick can do anything to me?"

Ye Lin sneered and spoke. Although his voice was not loud, it was full of confidence and majesty. "It seems that he needs to be taught a lesson."

After saying that, he squatted down slightly, then suddenly exerted force, and rushed towards the oncoming lights like a sharp arrow.

Almost at the same time, Zhao Guizhen also showed no sign of weakness:

"Hmph! Let's see which thing in your hand is harder, or which one is indestructible, my 'Flowing Light'!"

As he finished saying this, he once again increased the output of Qi in his body, which made his already powerful attack power rise to another level.

The moment the two collided, it seemed as if the whole world fell into a brief state of stagnation, leaving only that moment of dazzling brilliance exploding in the air.

Then there was a deafening roar...

Although both sides tried their best to use their best moves to compete with each other, it was obviously difficult to determine the winner for the time being.

Zhao Guizhen's face was solemn. He quickly changed the seals between his fingers, and a strange aura gradually condensed in the air.

I saw a dark green poisonous sting slowly emerging from the palm of my hand. The tiny but extremely sharp sting seemed to be humming and emitting a heart-pounding power.

"Brat, prepare to be embraced by death!"

Zhao Guizhen sneered, and before he finished speaking, he turned into a shadow and rushed towards the other party.

On the other side, Ye Lin felt the impending powerful threat, but did not show any fear.

"You still want to deal with me with just this little ability?"

After saying this, he tightly grasped the spear that shone with golden light in his hand and said, "Come, I will show you what a true strong man is!"

A golden light flashed, and Ye Lin swung his spear, swift and agile as a dragon emerging from the sea. The two figures merged instantly, and a series of collision sounds and wind rustled in the air.

"Your so-called secret technique is nothing more than this!" Ye Lin pushed the spear hard, successfully forcing the opponent back a few steps and shouted triumphantly.

However, at this moment, he suddenly noticed some unusual movement beside him - Zhao Guizhen's peach wood sword had silently cut through the void and went straight to his heart!

The moment he realized the crisis was coming, Ye Lin instinctively dodged the fatal blow by turning sideways.

"Hey! Want to sneak attack?"

A sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his left hand grabbed the sword that passed by him.

"Don't blame me for not giving you a chance to prove yourself!"

After he finished saying this, an invisible energy wave flowed along his arm and poured into the peach wood sword, causing this seemingly ordinary object to immediately emit a dazzling silver light.

Zhao Guizhen was shocked and unwilling to be looked down upon. He roared angrily, "How is it possible... that it can be cracked in this way?!"

"Now it's my turn!"

Ye Lin suddenly exerted force, tightly grasped the end of the spear with his right hand, then used the force to turn around and quickly swung the weapon in his hand.

With a single "swish" sound, the golden spear struck the target's chest like an arrow shot from a bow!

After suffering a severe blow, Zhao Guizhen flew backwards several meters before he could steady himself. His face was as pale as paper and he knelt on the ground weakly.

He barely supported his upper body and looked at the young man standing proudly not far away, his eyes full of shock and disbelief.

"This... this isn't the way it should be..."

Zhao Guizhen was about to say something, but was interrupted by a violent cough.