Novel Bin
The Vengeful Cultivator
Lin Xin's sword sliced through the air, intent on claiming Xue Ying's life. But Xue Ying was no ordinary opponent. With a swift, precise gesture, he summoned a wave of dark energy that sent Lin Xin flying across the room.
Lin Xin crashed to the ground, his sword slipping from his grasp. Xue Ying approached him, his eyes burning with an unholy intensity.
"You should not have come here," Xue Ying hissed, his voice like a snake slithering through the grass.
Lin Xin's eyes flashed with anger, his hand closing around the hilt of his sword. With a fierce cry, he launched himself at Xue Ying, their blades clashing in a flurry of steel and energy.
The battle raged on, the two combatants exchanging blows that shook the very foundations of the temple. Lin Xin's sword sliced through the air, intent on claiming Xue Ying's life.
But Xue Ying was no ordinary opponent. With a swift, precise gesture, he summoned a wave of dark energy that sent Lin Xin crashing to the ground.
As Lin Xin struggled to rise, Xue Ying's sword flashed in the dim light of the temple. With a swift, ruthless thrust, he plunged the blade through Lin Xin's chest, the tip emerging from his back in a spray of blood and gore.
Lin Xin's eyes widened in shock, his vision fading to black as Xue Ying's sword continued to pierce his chest.
The Price for power
Lin Xin's eyes snapped open, his heart racing with excitement. He could feel the power of the ancient temple coursing through his veins, the energy building up inside him like a dam about to burst.
With a fierce cry, Lin Xin charged forward, his sword flashing in the dim light of the temple. Xue Ying's eyes narrowed, his expression unchanging as he raised a hand to meet Lin Xin's attack.
The two clashing energies released a blast of power that sent shockwaves through the temple, the stone walls cracking and crumbling under the pressure.
Lin Xin's sword sliced through the air, intent on claiming Xue Ying's life. But Xue Ying was no ordinary opponent. With a swift, precise gesture, he summoned a wave of dark energy that sent Lin Xin flying across the room.
Lin Xin crashed to the ground, his sword slipping from his grasp. Xue Ying approached him, his eyes burning with an unholy intensity.
"You should not have come here," Xue Ying hissed, his voice like a snake slithering through the grass.
Lin Xin's eyes flashed with anger, his hand closing around the hilt of his sword. With a fierce cry, he launched himself at Xue Ying, their blades clashing in a flurry of steel and energy.
The battle raged on, the two combatants exchanging blows that shook the very foundations of the temple. Lin Xin's sword sliced through the air, intent on claiming Xue Ying's life.
But Xue Ying was no ordinary opponent. With a swift, precise gesture, he summoned a wave of dark energy that sent Lin Xin crashing to the ground.
As Lin Xin struggled to rise, Xue Ying's sword flashed in the dim light of the temple. With a swift, ruthless thrust, he plunged the blade through Lin Xin's chest, the tip emerging from his back in a spray of blood and gore.
Lin Xin's eyes widened in shock, his vision fading to black as Xue Ying's sword continued to pierce his chest.
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