Lin Jiutong held the King Slaying Sword in his hand and stared at Ye Li.
"Demon King Ye Li, this sword is called the King Slaying Sword. I once used this sword to kill 108 super experts and 532 intermediate experts."
As Lin Jiutong spoke, his old face began to look extremely smug.
The genetic warriors on both sides of the lake looked at the King Slaying Sword in Lin Jiutong's hand in shock.
To Lin Jiutong's surprise, Ye Li smiled faintly.
"Demon King Ye Li, why, why can you still smile?"
Lin Jiutong gritted his teeth and stared at Ye Li. He wondered if Demon King Ye Li still didn't know what the current situation was.
"Why can't I smile? In my eyes, the King Slaying Sword in your hand is just a pair of scrap metal," Ye Li said calmly.
As soon as these words were spoken, not only Lin Jiutong, but even the genetic warriors on both sides of the Mystic Lake were shocked to the extreme.