"Haha, Lin Mo, within my domain, I am the master, you..." Ning Xuan was saying, suddenly, his voice came to an abrupt stop, because Lin Mo's body had vanished like mist, and another Lin Mo appeared in a different place.
"In my domain, how can you still cast magic?" Ning Xuan was taken aback.
Lin Mo shook his head indifferently, "With your level of realm, you still think you can trap me?"
"Open!"
As Lin Mo spoke, he grasped the Xuanyuan Sword, its blade wreathed in cold energy with golden thunder leaping about. The sword light swept across, sending out a sword qi carrying the aura of destruction toward the void.
This sword light, as fine as a silk thread, carried with it the breath of annihilation powerful enough to call down heaven and earth. Where the sword light passed, the void collapsed, air reversed its flow.
