Clang! Clang! Clang!
In the blink of an eye, Lin Canglang clashed with Duanmu Qingshan more than ten times.
"Damn it! Damn it!"
Lin Canglang's eyes nearly split with rage as he stared fiercely at Duanmu Qingshan, "Old thing, you actually still have such strength!"
"You haven't been Sect Leader for these dozen years in vain, at least you are much stronger than your master!"
Duanmu Qingshan gripped his sword tightly. His earlier powerful breakthrough of the Five Thunders Locking Sky Formation had drained quite a bit of his primordial Qi, and Lin Canglang's strength was much greater than he had anticipated.
After a dozen moves, Duanmu Qingshan's physical and elemental power finally began to falter.
"Old—Bastard—Duanmu!" Lin Canglang's voice almost seeped through clenched teeth as he gathered all his True Qi and fiercely swung his sword, "Phoenix Fall!"
"Moving Flower and Burying Jade!"