Hearing the middle-aged man's threat, Ye Ling snickered in disdain.
"There are many people in this world who wish to kill me, but you clearly don't have the ability."
Ye Ling's voice rang out contemptuously.
Faced with such provocation, the middle-aged man could no longer restrain himself.
Without any hesitation, he drew the broadsword from his back and charged straight at Ye Ling!
Ye Ling raised his eyebrows and, with two fingers as if they were a sword, caught the man's broadsword directly!
The full-strength strike of a peak Great Grandmaster was actually blocked by Ye Ling's two fingers, leaving everyone present speechless with shock.
Everyone looked at Ye Ling as if they were gazing at a deity or demon, their eyes filled with fear.
"Your strength isn't much to speak of, it seems this so-called Guiyi Dao Sect is just a paper tiger."
Ye Ling said with a chuckle.