“It doesn’t matter.” Lin Yun closed his eyes and comforted everyone. After all, Lin Yun would fight soon and he couldn’t afford any mishaps. Lin Yun never expected that Nangong Wanyu had cultivated the frost sword intent to such a high level.

Li Mubai’s mountain river sword intent wasn’t weak either. However, he couldn’t compete with the sword intent of those with extraordinary talent. His talent wasn’t weak, but his control wasn’t up to par. He could easily deal with ...