The endless swordsmanship at the edge of the forest is not a trick they can imagine. Zijin Se sword mans violently chop him in the shadow shield and blow him out dozens of meters away. The edge of the forest is holding qiankun sword all the way to crush each other and keep a distance from the rest of the fighters behind them.
"Bastard!" The shadow fought back and fighters followed behind him. Lin Yuan smiled indifferently, and his body clung to the shadow like a shadow, while the fighters behind him were afraid of injuring the shadow.