Just when He Lin seemed to have reached his limit, a trace of inspiration suddenly flashed through his mind.

He jumped suddenly, his body was like electricity, and the cold light on the dagger exploded instantly, and he passed through the old man's sword momentum at an unimaginable speed, directly hitting the old man's vital point.

The old man looked at He Lin's actions in amazement, he didn't expect that the other party would have such a means.

But in an instant, he sneered, his figure flashed, and once again turned into a sword light, attacking He Lin.

A hint of determination flashed in He Lin's eyes, and he decided to do his best not to let the old man have the slightest respite.

A sense of fearlessness rose in his heart, and he believed that as long as he persevered, victory would be his.

He Lin held the dagger in his hand tightly, his heart was full of determination, he was determined to prove his strength and no longer let the old man look down on him.

With all his strength, he swung his dagger violently, letting out a dull sound of breaking wind.

The old man smiled slightly, a hint of appreciation flashed in his eyes, he reacted quickly, raised the wooden stick in his hand and collided with He Lin.

The weapons of the two were staggered, and since there was a crisp crashing sound, an invisible force reached He Lin's hands, and he felt as if he was fused with the dagger, flowing with infinite power.

His form flickered like a ghost, his stick arcing beautifully in the air.

Every attack was accurate, and the sharp attack made the old man have to go all out, and his attack speed and strength were extraordinary, so that the old man had to retreat again and again, not caring about fighting back.

Maybe no one will know how powerful this old man is, and he can still gain the upper hand in a fierce battle with He Lin with a wooden stick, which shows how terrifying his strength is.

You don't know until you've experienced it yourself.

He Lin's figure was as agile as a cheetah, and his eyes were sharp enough to scan the old man's every movement.

He was so engrossed in the battle that he didn't let go of anything, he could feel every vibration of the dagger, and the cooperation between him and the dagger became more and more tacit.

Time passed quietly in their struggle, and each attack was a life-or-death blow.

He Lin's heart beat faster, and sweat continued to slide down his forehead, but he didn't relax in the slightest, he knew that he had to persevere, only in this way could he defeat the old man.

As the battle progressed, the old man began to become more and more serious, and his attacks became sharper, each time a fatal blow.

He Lin didn't dare to be careless, the strength of his whole body was gathered on the dagger in his hand, and he threw everything he had into this battle.

Finally, in an encounter, He Lin felt the flaw of the old man, and he did not hesitate to launch the final attack, and the dagger stabbed the old man's chest like lightning.

The old man was caught off guard, and was hit by He Lin's attack, and his body involuntarily took a few steps back, and then fell to the ground.

He looked at He Lin with surprise on his face, he didn't expect this young man to have such strength, but he underestimated him.

He Lin gasped, looked at the old man who took a few steps back, and a wave of joy of victory surged in his heart, he finally proved his strength, so that the old man no longer looked down on him.

However, at this moment, the old man suddenly burst out with a powerful energy, and his body quickly stood up.

His eyes became cold and fierce, as if he had become a devil.

"You're not strong enough!"

The old man roared angrily, his voice was as powerful as thunder, and He Lin's heart trembled.

The aura on the old man's body gradually became stronger, like a monstrous wave, sweeping through the entire space.

In the old man's hand, a sword that flashed with cold light suddenly appeared, and the sword body was covered with crimson runes, shining with a charming light.

He Lin felt a palpitation, the hairs on his body stood up, and he could clearly feel the powerful aura emanating from the old man's body, and that kind of power seemed to be able to tear everything apart.

He understood that the old man was finally going to get serious.

In desperation, He Lin could only use his strongest skill, the Demon Flame Ball, and he kept casting teleportation, shuttling through the room like a bolt of lightning, in order to avoid the old man's attack.

After all, he knew that he was no match for the old man at all, and the dagger danced in He Lin's hand, emitting bursts of cold light.

However, he was more of a non-stop dodge, not daring to engage the old man head-on, every time the old man swung the cold light flickering sword, it seemed to be a devastating storm hit, He Lin could only rely on his agile skills to dodge the fatal blow.

There was a fog of dust around him, sparks from the collision of the dagger and the sword body flew everywhere, and the strength of He Lin's whole body was concentrated under his feet, his eyes were fixed on the old man's every move, ready to dodge the fatal blow at any time.

Sweat was dripping down his forehead, and his heart was beating wildly, as if it was about to jump out of his chest.

Time passed minute by minute, and He Lin's body had been consumed to the limit.

His breathing was rapid and irregular, his sweat was already soaking through his clothes, and he knew that he had reached his limit and that it would be an inevitable failure to continue.

However, there was a hint of determination in He Lin's eyes, and he knew that he could not continue to hide, otherwise it would all be meaningless.

He decided that even in the face of an opponent as strong as an old man, he would bravely meet it and take the initiative!

He Lin's body suddenly moved, and he was like a dexterous cheetah, swooping towards the old man.

The dagger slashed a gorgeous arc in his hand, bringing a cold light.

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