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

Only the last wave of attacks—those rushing rubble—finally had a few pieces break through the defense line and scratch Ye Lin's cheek...

"Nothing."

Despite the bloodstains on his cheek, Ye Lin remained standing and quickly regained his composure.

At this moment, a strange energy fluctuation gradually spread in the air around him.

"It's your turn to taste my strength."

It happened so quickly that Ye Lin flashed and rushed to within several feet of Zhao Guizhen, holding the golden spear and pointing it directly at the opponent's heart.

At the same time, the powerful pressure emanating from his body caused the temperature around him to rise sharply, making even breathing difficult.

Zhao Guizhen's expression changed slightly when he saw this. He knew in his heart that if he continued to confront them head-on, he would only put himself at a greater disadvantage.

He immediately clasped his hands together and chanted a spell quickly, trying to mobilize some strange power to resist again.

I saw a ball of light purple light gradually gathering between the palms, and gradually expanding to form a circular protective shield above the entire body.

"Hmph!" However, Ye Lin, who had anticipated this situation, showed no sign of stopping. His speed increased until he transformed into a golden afterimage, passing through all obstacles and piercing straight into the center of Zhao Guizhen's shield.

After a muffled "puff" sound, cracks appeared in the extremely solid and seemingly indestructible wall of light, and they were constantly expanding...

"Ah!" Zhao Guizhen felt an unprecedented pressure approaching his heart, and he was terrified. He screamed out instinctively: "You bastard! How did you do it? How is it possible that someone can ignore the barrier..."

Faced with such a reaction, Ye Lin did not respond immediately but continued to maintain a cold attitude and said:

“Everyone has their own limits, and yours has already been fully demonstrated!”

Zhao Guizhen laughed wildly, his laughter was filled with resentment and anger:

"Don't be too proud, I haven't used my full strength yet!"

He spread his arms, and the aura on his body instantly rose. Strange runes appeared around him one after another, forming a swirling airflow. The surrounding air was torn into pieces by this force.

Ye Lin's gaze remained stern, as if he had anticipated all this. He slowly raised the golden spear in his hand and waved it gently a few times. Suddenly, the tip of the spear burst into a dazzling light. The golden light was like the rising sun, illuminating the entire battlefield.

"Come on, show all your strength." Ye Lin's voice was low and firm.

Zhao Guizhen gritted his teeth, a glint of madness flashing in his eyes. "Alright! Then watch carefully. This is the Maoshan Sect's supreme secret technique—the Five Elements Mystery Formation!"

As the words fell, Zhao Guizhen's hands quickly formed a series of complex hand seals.

The surrounding space seemed to be distorted, and the originally empty land suddenly turned into a huge five-element magic circle. Various elemental forces flowed in it, and the five elements of gold, wood, water, fire, and earth intertwined with each other, forming an extremely chaotic but powerful magnetic field.

Ye Lin felt a strong sense of oppression coming from all directions, and his heart couldn't help but shudder. "It seems that I can't underestimate the enemy," he secretly warned himself.

Then, the whole person turned into a flash of lightning, rushing towards the seemingly weakest point. But just as he was about to touch that void, a sea of fire suddenly rose under his feet!

"Hahaha! This is the principle of the five elements! Do you think you can break through my defense so easily?" Zhao Guizhen's voice was full of sarcasm and confidence.

However, just when the flames were about to engulf his entire body, a dazzling beam of light came out from Ye Lin. It was actually the strong light shot out from the golden spear in his hand. The moment it came into contact with the flames, it absorbed all of it and converted it into its own power, and then applied it back to Zhao Guizhen.

"What!" Zhao Guizhen was shocked. He had never expected that his favorite move could be used as an offensive tool by the opponent. "How could you possibly..."

"Nothing is impossible. Even if it is, it only proves that you are bad!" Ye Lin replied calmly.

Zhao Guizhen's face turned livid with anger, his eyes burning with rage. He glared at Ye Lin with gritted teeth, as if he wanted to burn through him with his gaze.

"You are so brave, young man! How dare you say that to me? I think you are tired of living!"

"Hmph," Ye Lin tilted his head slightly, a sneer on his face, "You get angry when I tell you you're incompetent? That only proves that you're right."

Zhao Guizhen was so angry when he heard this that his lungs almost exploded. He suddenly grasped the peach wood sword in his hand, and a stream of blood dripped into the sword. Then the whole sword began to glow with a faint red light, as if it was injected with an evil and powerful force.

"You... just wait and see!" He roared, holding the sword in both hands and pointing it towards the sky. Immediately afterwards, countless blazing red sword energies flew towards Ye Lin like a rain of arrows. The air seemed to be cut apart, making a suffocating sound.

Facing the oncoming attack, Ye Lin showed no fear, but instead became even calmer. "Since that's the case, let's let our actions speak for themselves."

After saying that, he turned his wrist lightly, and the spear that was originally shining with golden light instantly turned into a light and shadow, drawing a perfect arc in the air, accurately intercepting every ray of approaching sword energy, and even pushing it back to Zhao Guizhen.

The battle intensified, and Zhao Guizhen's eyes became more crazy as he felt stronger pressure from the enemy.

"I am a dignified Taoist priest from Mount Mao, and I will never lose to a brat like you!"

After saying this, he once again urged the Qi in his body to be injected into the peach wood sword, trying to achieve the final victory by continuously strengthening his offensive.

At the same time, Ye Lin began to mobilize all his strength to launch a counterattack. An even stronger aura flowed from his golden spear. "Since we must decide the outcome, I will show you my full strength!"

As these words fell, the air was suddenly filled with a strong fighting spirit and tension, and the whole scene seemed particularly solemn.

After several rounds of fighting, each using all their strength, the two finally reached a climax at a certain moment. Zhao Guizhen suddenly leaped up, raised his sword high, and slashed at the ground, causing a violent tremor. At the same time, a huge red dragon-shaped flame column ten feet long spurted out from the tip of the sword.

On the other side, Ye Lin also used the gun to condense a huge golden dragon image made of pure light, and engaged in a fierce collision with it!

"Boom!"

The two extremely powerful forces intertwined with each other, producing an unprecedented vibration effect, and the sound of continuous explosions was heard around.

Flames and light tore at each other, and the entire battlefield seemed to be caught in a doomsday catastrophe.

Ye Lin's golden dragon image gradually showed its advantage in the collision with the red dragon's flame column. Its light became increasingly dazzling, as if it was about to swallow up all the darkness. Zhao Guizhen clenched his teeth, fine beads of sweat oozing from his forehead. He knew he couldn't relax even a little.