"You damn villain, stop right there!"
Lin Zi Yang's eyes were bloodshot, watching the experts from his sect perish at Chen Nan's hands. His heart bled, but the distance was too great, and neither his Taoist skills nor his magic treasures could come to the rescue in time.
"Heaven and Earth, no one can save you!"
Chen Nan's voice was like the judgment of death. His figure moved like fleeting light and shadow, and where he passed, blood stained the void. An elder was killed, and another elder, whose cultivation was not weak, spat blood from being struck by Chen Nan's God Beating Whip, his body flying a thousand meters away, falling into the distance never to return, likely losing half his life even if he survived.
The power of the God Beating Whip was almost unstoppable.
Chen Nan himself was deeply shocked by the already damaged God Beating Whip's immense power.
