Chapter 92

Because at this moment Yu Canghai had already turned and fled, not even caring about the disciples of the Lianqingcheng Sect.

"Yu Canghai, you still want to run?"

Lin Pingzhi drew in a deep breath, his figure moved, and in an instant he chased after Yu Canghai.

What horrified the fleeing Yu Canghai was that the distance between them kept closing; it wouldn't take long before he was caught.

"Yu Canghai, today you die here." Lin Pingzhi's figure appeared behind Yu Canghai, bringing down a fierce sword-light.

"No…" Yu Canghai roared in his heart.

Was he really going to die here today?

His ambition to dominate Wu Lin hadn't even been realized yet.

At this critical moment, a streak of red light shot in from afar.

"What?"

Lin Pingzhi, who had been about to strike at Yu Canghai, felt a chill in his heart; he sensed the crisis of death sweeping over his whole body.

He did not hesitate.

Lin Pingzhi's longsword transformed into ring after ring of circles, slashing toward the red light.

"Clang…"

The longsword struck the red light, and Lin Pingzhi stared intently; he faintly saw that the red light was actually an embroidery needle.

"Boom…"

A terrifying clash of Innate Gang Qi erupted, and Lin Pingzhi's figure tumbled backward several times before landing.

At this moment, his expression was solemn.