Lin Fan stood holding a greatsword, the light reflected from the Bright Mirror covering him entirely, as if he was cloaked in sacred radiance, mysterious and profound!
He stood there straight, the greatsword seeming to fuse with him, as if it descended from the Celestial Palace, its aura fierce!
"Kill!"
Lin Fan shouted, took a step forward, and crushed the green stone bricks beneath him to dust. In the blink of an eye, he charged at Lord Moses, swinging a fierce sword down, with an aura that seemed to split the earth!
Lord Moses was startled by this momentum, quickly slid his step to the side, dodging instantly. But all this was within Lin Fan's expectations. He twisted his wrist, the greatsword in his hand like a giant toy, lifting, swinging, and slashing...
In an instant, Lin Fan slashed three swords, the light reflecting off the sword danced as the blade swung, silver lines weaving together like a spider web!
"How can it be so fast!"
