However, the battle between these two was not over yet. Lin Chao's formidable sword fell and shattered amid the flames surrounding Wang Zhongyi.
The sword's force struggled with the protective barrier formed by the flames, never touching any part of Wang Zhongyi's body. The latter smirked arrogantly, his lips stained bright red.
Just now, Wang Zhongyi had laughed and said, "I must admit, your abilities exceed my expectations, but this is about to end!"
Although Lin Chaofeng was calm inside, Li Shuwen did not share his mindset.
Seeing his hand imprinted a seal in midair, a frost born from hatred stood erect before him, channeling a force directly into the sword's frosty blade.
Yet quickly his strength was repelled by the sword's icy aura. Li Shu disdainfully said, "You will react. When Chaofeng's brother was in danger last time, didn't you have a clairvoyant mind?"
"Why, are you afraid this time?"
"Are you pretending to be dead this time?"
