Lin Yun held onto the Flower Burial Sword in the hall lit by candles.

“A mere swordsman in the seventh stage dares to attack me?” Feng Ye revealed a disdainful smile. He continued, “Don’t blame me for bullying you. I’ll let you go if you can take three attacks from me. Otherwise, kneel and offer me your treasures. Then, you’ll have to experience something worse than death!”

Feng Ye roared and his attitude changed drastically. His aura surged violently and his ...