"You've said that before, but it's useless against me." Lin Mu slowly shook his head, his eyes filled with contempt.
Liu Xianhe's mouth twitched, his eyes turning scarlet.
"You sharp-tongued brat! I underestimated you!" he said, grinding his teeth. "I won't give you another chance!"
Liu Xianhe spread his arms, and Internal Energy surged furiously from his body. The fierce aura coiled in the skies above Wufeng Town, and gradually, the energy turned a deep crimson, like fresh blood. At the same time, an intense, metallic stench of blood permeated the air, blanketing everything.
"Such a thick stench of blood!" Feeling this terrifying aura, everyone's face contorted in horror.
"What in the world is this?" someone exclaimed, their voice trembling with fear.
"This is Liu Xianhe's Crane Killing God Fist!" Guan Chengye's expression changed drastically as he cried out, a rare hint of fear flashing in his eyes.
