Sword Light flashed, piercing through Ye Lingyun's defenses and leaving a blood cavity on his shoulder in an instant.
Ye Lingyun panicked, retreating frantically, yet Lin Xuan was even faster. With a swing of his left palm, he struck Ye Lingyun in the chest, sending him flying.
"You've lost!"
Lin Xuan sheathed his sword, his expression indifferent.
Afterward, he turned and left, disappearing quickly.
His strength had already surpassed Ye Lingyun's, so there was no point in continuing the fight.
Ye Lingyun lay on the ground, his eyes devoid of light. He had always proclaimed himself a genius of the Sword Dao, never taking anyone seriously.
When he first met Lin Xuan, despite not showing it, he was still full of disdain.
However, today, the person he had scorned had defeated him, which was a deep irony to him.
He knew Lin Xuan had become his Heart Demon, and if he did not resolve this, his swordsmanship might never improve again.
