At the last possible moment, Lin Tang descended from the sky. The spreading flames of the explosion were pressed down by his palm and forcefully contained, turning into a dud!
WHOOSH!
The flying sword transformed into threads, entangling all those carrying rocket launchers and instantly decapitating them. The flying sword continued its reaping, eliminating all their accomplices. The entire process took less than a second.
Martial Saint No. 7, carrying the deformed car, returned to the highway. After glancing at Lin Tang, he jumped off the cliff and disappeared.
Am I still alive? Shen Youling was stunned for a moment before she regained her senses. She looked toward Lin Tang, who was not far away. The… the Dragon King?
The driver was still screaming, crying out that he'd already seen his ancestors.
