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Seeing that Wen Xueqi had already left his side, Lin Qing took a deep breath and shouted, "Kill!"

A peerlessly powerful aura exploded forth from Lin Qing's body. She waved the sharp sword in her hand in an instant, and in the middle of it all, countless streaks of cold light and ice-cold Qi shot towards Lin Biao's attacks.

"Ding."

"Ding."

"Ding."

Sounds of metal colliding continuously rang out in the air. Lin Qing and Lin Biao's figures were entangled in the air or separated from each other. Once they made contact, they immediately separated. Once again, they struck out like a violent storm, swift and decisive.

The two swords clashed once again, and the sound of metal clanging rang out. Lin Qing and Lin Biao faced each other, both of them tightly grasping their sharp swords. They clashed against each other, emitting a deafening sound.

"Who would have thought that in just a few years, Helmsman Lin's strength has improved so quickly. Now, he is able to withstand ten percent of my strength, and he won't be at a disadvantage. Not bad," Lin Biao said in an appreciative tone.

"You flatter me …" Lin Qing's tone was a little disorderly. After several attempts to block Lin Biao's attacks, Lin Qing could clearly feel that her own Qi had already been thrown into chaos. However, even in the face of Lin Biao's words, Lin Qing was unwilling to be at a disadvantage.

Before Lin Qing could finish her sentence, she saw Lin Biao's hand suddenly swing out, heading straight for Lin Qing's chest.

Lin Qing's expression changed slightly. She immediately changed her grip to a single-handed sword to block Lin Biao's attack. Her palm also extended out to meet Lin Biao's incoming palm.

"Peng!" The two palms collided, producing a deafening sound.

After receiving the backlash from the palm, Lin Biao's body involuntarily swayed back and forth, then he recovered.

His body was instantly sent flying by the huge force in Lin Biao's hands, and just as his head was about to touch the ground, Lin Qing took a light breath, her body strangely twisted in the air, causing her to stagger and stagger before landing on the ground. Her feet stomped on the ground, and made "ta, ta, ta" sounds, and continuously retreated seven or eight steps before she stabilized herself.

When he looked at Lin Qing again, he saw that her face was snow-white. Unknowingly, blood had flowed out from her lips. It was evident that Lin Qing had suffered quite a bit from the palm exchange just now.

After wiping the blood from his mouth, Lin Qing's complexion turned ashen as he looked at Lin Biao with a hint of fear. Although Lin Qing knew that Lin Biao was extremely powerful, he did not expect Lin Biao's strength to be so powerful.

"If I only have this little bit of strength, I'm afraid I won't have the chance to cooperate with you." Looking at Lin Qing's pale face, Lin Biao shook his head and said.

"Again!" With a cold snort, Lin Qing spoke in a cold voice.

After speaking, Lin Qing adjusted the chaotic Qi in her body, and with a tap of her feet, her body leapt into the air. The sword in her hand swung out in an instant, emitting a piercing cold light.

With a cold snort, Lin Biao's expression did not change in the face of Lin Qing's menacing attacks. The Green Edge Sword in his hand was also swung out. Compared to Lin Qing's continuous attacks, Lin Biao's sword moves were more casual and natural.

However, every time he changed his moves, he would be able to perfectly block out the point where Lin Qing was about to attack.

Lin Qing had only held on for a moment when she sensed that the Qi in her body seemed to be unable to keep up with her continuous attacks.

Lin Qing naturally sensed such a change and thought, "Not good." Just as he was about to jump out, he saw Lin Biao brandishing his Blue Edge Sword and swinging it towards him.

Her sword was blocking Lin Qing's escape route, causing her to feel quite uncomfortable. At this point, even advancement was not an option, and retreat was not an option. She could not help but fall into a dilemma.

With a "hmph" sound, Lin Biao would not show mercy to Lin Qing. The Green Edge Sword in his hand twisted strangely, and in the blink of an eye, it was already at Lin Qing's neck.

The chilliness caused Lin Qing's hair to stand on end. She did not dare to hesitate as she quickly retreated. The sword in her hand also quickly retreated as she hoped to block the sword. At the same time, she twisted her neck.

The Green Edge swept past Lin Qing's brows, and a sharp sword beam slashed across the long hair on Lin Qing's forehead.

Without a sound, his long hair fluttered in the wind, indicating the danger he was in.

The sword did not cut off Lin Qing's head, but Lin Biao could not help but reveal a trace of surprise. He turned his hand again, and the Green Edge Sword once again whistled towards Lin Qing, turning back and stabbing towards her head.

However, after this delay, the sharp sword in Lin Qing's hand had also rushed over. The sharp sword in his hand pointed at his neck.

"Clang! Clang!" The sound of a sword rang out beside Lin Qing's ear. As the two swords clashed, although Lin Qing was able to avoid the danger of another slash, she was knocked back several steps by the force of the Blue Edge Sword.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Lin Qing hurriedly stomped on the ground. Her steps were strange, seemingly with a unique rhythm. Numerous afterimages appeared, making it hard to tell if they were human or shadows.

Lin Biao was secretly surprised as he said, "This is quite a good footwork, but I'm afraid it's still not enough."

With that said, Lin Biao similarly stepped on the ground and his figure also began to float. In an instant, the two figures began to tangle with each other. Occasionally, a few cold glows would be mixed in with the figure, producing a metallic sound.

This lasted for a moment before a blood-curdling screech rang out. Lin Qing's body was sent flying backwards, landing on the ground as she staggered, almost falling to the ground.

After stabbing the sword into the ground, Lin Qing's body finally avoided the fate of falling to the ground. Looking at Lin Qing now, there were already more than ten sword wounds on her body.

Countless pieces of his clothes were also torn apart, leaving him barely able to take care of the vital areas.

At this moment, Lin Qing's face was ashen, and her aura was disorderly and disordered. A piece of hair was cleanly cut off from her forehead, causing her to give off an incongruous feeling.

Although his body was on the verge of collapsing, Lin Qinghu's wolf-like eyes were still fiercely staring at Lin Biao, carrying a thick sense of fear.

Looking back at Lin Biao, he had already landed gracefully. Although his clothes were a bit messy, he didn't suffer any injuries. His body was neat and tidy, if not for the scar on his face destroying Lin Biao's image, Lin Biao could be said to be quite natural and unrestrained.

"You've really disappointed me. It seems like you no longer have the qualifications to work with me. Then, in the future, you shouldn't continue to exist in this world." Looking at the heavily injured Lin Qing, Lin Biao shook his head.

Although she was slightly fearful of Lin Biao's strength, Lin Qing still coldly snorted and said, "That may not be the case."

With an expression of surprise, Lin Biao glanced at Lin Qing a few more times, but he still couldn't find anything. He couldn't help but sneer at her.