Swoosh!
After his killing intent soared to its pinnacle, Dugu Sheng transformed into a streak of black lightning, charging towards Lin Yi!
But Lin Yi, invoking the Infinite Sword Intent, stood still, responding to myriad changes with unchanging steadiness.
His body seemed like a mountain, immovable, no matter how Dugu Sheng launched his assaults, he could never make Lin Yi budge an inch.
Dugu Sheng moved from in front of Lin Yi to behind him, from the left to the right, as if Dugu Sheng's figures surrounded Lin Yi from all sides.
There were four, even eight Dugu Shengs, besieging Lin Yi.
This scene made many Saints below the stage shudder with fear.
Had they been in Lin Yi's place, they probably would have been pierced with countless holes by now, instead of appearing as composed and unshakable as Lin Yi.
It was only after they crossed swords for twenty-eight moves that Dugu Sheng's sharpness was all but worn away, having reached the end of his strength.
