Lin Xuan's fingers flicked repeatedly, unleashing wave after wave of Sword Waves, all striking at the gunman.
Each Sword Wave pierced through the void, forcing the Martial Artist to keep retreating.
In the end, his body was riddled with terrifying sword holes.
Pff!
The gunman, grievously wounded, fell to the ground as blood spurted out.
The spectacle was shocking—the gunman was immensely powerful, especially that last shot, which could definitely penetrate any Extreme Martial Artist.
Probably, there were only a few present who could have taken it.
Yet, such a powerhouse had still been defeated by Lin Xuan.
And it was a crushing defeat!
"A bunch of trash! Is this the extent of your arrogance?" Lin Xuan roared angrily, his gaze dominating all directions.
Heimu Yue and Qi Tian trembled with rage. This was a slap to their faces!
"Luo Lie, kill him for me!"
Qi Tian screamed, his face twisted with ferocity.
He was nearly mad; only Lin Xuan's death could calm him.
