"Not good, this sword is a Divine Weapon!"
Shock filled Lin Yi's heart, but he did not show it. The man's strength had greatly diminished, and Lin Yi just needed an opportunity to defeat him.
Whoosh!
Lin Yi's form darted forward, once again lunging at the man, his longsword thrusting towards the other's chest.
At this moment, the man was too weak to dodge!
Pu chi!
The longsword pierced the man's heart!
His eyes widened in disbelief, but the light in them gradually faded. His body slowly dropped to the ground, landing with no breath left in him.
Lin Yi sheathed his sword and staggered, sitting down on the ground with a look of exhaustion on his face.
The Golden Crow Flames within Lin Yi vanished, replaced by a black spear with a tip flashing golden light. The body of the spear was wrapped in billowing black mist as if a Demon God were about to emerge from within.