As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Ye flicked the sword, and it instantly transformed into a ray of light that shot back towards its owner.

It was swift like a bolt of lightning!

Lin Xing’s pupils constricted, and his palm was covered in a sharp glow as he slapped it at the sword.

Clang!

Lin Xing stopped the sword with his palm. However, Yang Ye suddenly appeared behind the sword, and then he tapped the end of its hilt.

Hiss!

The sword instantly ...