Lin Ce took a deep breath. The Sword Hermit's swordsmanship was indeed impressive, especially the final Thirteen Thundering Swords—fast, fierce, and accurate. It was just a pity that his overall power fell significantly short in the end.
"Hey, kid! How do you want to die?" The Yellow Lion Demon leader tilted his head, staring at Lin Ce with a grim smile.
To him, Lin Ce was already like meat on a chopping board, ready to be slaughtered at will.
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