No mistake about it.
A small Earth Demon wielding a Soul Summoning Banner.
How terrifying.
At this moment.
Lin Fan saw his master make a move instantly and hurriedly shouted, "Spare him under the sword…"
Swish!
A streak of Geng Metal Mysterious Sword Intent flashed by, slicing through the wind shield of the Soul Summoning Banner and directly severing the small Earth Demon's head. The speed was too fast—by the time Lin Fan finished speaking, the small Earth Demon's head had already rolled to the ground.
"Sigh!"
Lin Fan sighed, heartbroken beyond words. Couldn't it have been a little slower?
"Disciple, what's the situation?" Fang Jiuzhen asked, puzzled, as though he hadn't realized how impressive that move just was.
The small Earth Demon that had been strutting moments ago was now reduced to a mere corpse—a testament to the profoundness of his master's cultivation.
