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

The Exorcist Sword trembled gently as it hovered in mid-air, then swiftly slashed a perfect arc towards the opponent's vitals. However, it also didn't ignore the scorching flames that were coming towards it...

The collision between the two triggered a tremor on a much larger scale, and even from dozens of feet away, one could feel the soul-stirring convergence of power. Each attack was more than a simple physical collision; it encompassed a spiritual confrontation, shaped by both sides' intense desire for victory.

"Wow, you're quite capable!" the Minotaur praised loudly during a break in the fight. "But that's just the beginning! Watch out—"

After saying this, he no longer held back, instead mobilizing all the magma he could muster to launch a fiercer attack on Ye Lin in front of him. The flowing, fiery liquid was forcibly stretched and gathered into a mass, like a giant wave crashing against a reef, rushing towards its target...

Facing an unprecedented enemy and the ensuing huge sense of crisis, Ye Lin had to concentrate his full attention to the extreme in order to cope with the current situation: "Don't panic! As long as you keep your footing, nothing is impossible to overcome..."

Just as the magma was about to touch the corner of his clothes, the soft white light surrounding his body gradually condensed to form a transparent barrier that perfectly blocked the incoming fire. He also cleverly used the force to push it back, thereby widening the distance between the two.

"Hey, you're quite an interesting fellow," the Minotaur said after a short breath. "After all these years, it's rare to encounter such a strong and interesting opponent. I guess I need to work harder."

"Really?" Ye Lin raised the corner of his mouth slightly, a smile flashed in his eyes, "Me too. Let's have a good competition today to see who is better!" After that, the two began a fierce duel again.

A sly glint flashed in the minotaur's eyes. His figure swayed slightly, and a false form formed around him. His true form and the false form stood on either side, like two ferocious beasts poised for action.

The two minotaurs were surrounded by magma, standing there like blazing fire giants, emitting an indescribable pressure.

Seeing this, Ye Lin showed no fear at all. Instead, he felt a surge of excitement. The Exorcism Sword Technique flowed freely in his hands, as natural and smooth as flowing water.

"Come on!" he shouted loudly, his eyes like torches, staring closely at the two "enemies" opposite him.

With a deafening roar, the two minotaurs moved almost simultaneously, brandishing their giant axes and launching a fierce attack on Ye Lin. A faint smell of burning seemed to be in the air. It was not ordinary heat, but the power of the molten lava from the depths of hell!

The minotaur on the left flashed close to Ye Lin, its massive, heavy weapon striking his throat with such speed that it was impossible to follow. The minotaur on the right followed suit, aiming for Ye Lin's defenseless back. These two attacks arrived almost simultaneously, a blow that would have been fatal to ordinary eyes.

Yet, facing such danger, Ye Lin remained remarkably calm and composed. With a slight shift of his feet, he vanished from his position like a puff of smoke, deftly dodging the incoming blade from his left. Almost instantly, Ye Lin unsheathed his longsword in his right hand, leaving a trail of afterimages in mid-air as he accurately blocked the axe blade from the opponent on his right!

A huge roar erupted between the two, and the powerful force caused everything within a few meters to tremble. However, under this force that could destroy the world, Ye Lin still maintained a stable stance, even having enough room to exert pressure to the right and counterattack!

At the same time, realizing that the true threat lay with the genuine Minotaur, he quickly adjusted his stance and turned to face the figure who still held the initiative, his eyes gleaming with an unprecedented seriousness. "Thinking you could defeat me with these fancy moves? You're truly naive!"

Upon hearing this, the expression on the Minotaur's face became more ferocious, and he laughed in a low voice: "Hey... then I'll show you what real power is!" Before he finished speaking, flames instantly ignited all over his body, and then he rushed forward as fast as a meteor, and even the air was burning wherever he passed. His momentum was astonishing to the extreme!

"Oh, is this your limit?" Just when the fireball was about to touch Ye Lin, he suddenly jumped into the air, stepped on the air with both feet and used the force to flip over this round of crazy attack. Then when he landed, he shook his wrist lightly, and the Evil-Repelling Sword counterattacked like a swimming dragon, with a variety of changes, aiming directly at the Minotaur's waist.

The minotaur reacted quickly, blocking Ye Lin's attack with a single swing of its giant axe. The two sides returned to a standoff. The minotaur's breathing became heavier, but the fighting spirit in his eyes did not diminish in the slightest. "Not bad, not bad, you really impressed me!" It praised, its eyes becoming even more fierce. "But the battle is not over yet. It's my turn to take action now."

"Hmph, then go ahead and use your unique skills," Ye Lin smiled lightly, "I will resolve them one by one." His tone was full of confidence, and his eyes were firm and bright.

At this moment, the aura of the two people reached a new peak again.

The Minotaur waved his hand, and the air seemed to be cut apart by this movement.

Suddenly, the magma around it began to boil violently as if controlled by some invisible force.

A huge stream of magma gathered and formed under the will of the minotaur, and it rushed towards Ye Lin like a fiery dragon with its fangs bared. The blazing light caused the temperature around it to soar instantly, and even the air was filled with the smell of sulfur.

"Hey, show us our tribe's most powerful secret technique—Fire Dragon Breath!"

The Minotaur shouted loudly, standing on the fire dragon made of magma, looking particularly majestic.

Faced with such a shocking and dangerous scene, Ye Lin's expression remained unwavering. He took a deep breath, gripped his sword tightly, and exuded an unprecedented calmness and focus.

"Come on! You are indeed powerful, but I, Ye Lin, am no pushover either."

With that, the young man tapped his feet lightly, his body nimbly dodging the first few waves of lava like a falling autumn leaf, all the while searching for a way out. The Exorcism Sword Technique blossomed into a dazzling brilliance in his hand:

Every move and every form is designed to target the most lethal point in the enemy's attack path. Wherever the sword passes, even the tiniest gap can be accurately captured, creating an opportunity for counterattack.

Just when this behemoth formed by the hearts of rocks was about to devour the entire battlefield, a flash of cold light suddenly descended from the sky.

That was the unique temperament of the descendant of the Sword Immortal Sect, which was fully displayed at this moment—

Ye Lin jumped high, and the sword in his hand fell like a meteor across the sky, slashing fiercely at the neck of the fire dragon that was rushing towards him with great momentum.