"Such heavy killing aura, the Thunder Tribulation Expert, truly extraordinary..."
Surprised in secret, Lin Zifeng thought to himself that this place was too close to the Beiyao Ancient Clan, and if he started a fight with the Dragon Slayer, it would surely alarm the Green-clothed and others in the clan.
With a shift in his eyes, Lin Zifeng's lips revealed a faint, almost imperceptible cold smile, his figure twisted, pretending to dodge the aggressive punch from the Dragon Slayer!
"Boom..."
As the punch hit flesh, the Dragon Slayer Supreme's lips curled into a bloodthirsty sneer, thinking that Lin Zifeng, at the Saint Peak, was still far too weak in front of him!
Struck on the chest by a mighty punch, Lin Zifeng's figure flew backward, involuntarily coughing up a mouthful of fresh blood, yet the wounds beneath his robe, bloodied and blurred, were slowly healing.
