The level of his refined Demon Spirit, as well as the amplification of his bloodline talent, is not something Lin Feng can make up for by mastering an additional cultivation technique.
However, Lin Feng's rich combat experience and attack speed compensated for his lack of strength and physique.
Gradually, Hai Wei was finding it difficult to keep up with Lin Feng's combat rhythm.
In a frenzy, Lin Feng seemed like a madman, devoid of pain, knowing only how to attack.
Hai Wei had never encountered such a frenzied person before. Although he was reluctant to admit it, for a brief moment earlier, he indeed felt a bit scared.
"Why did you retreat?"
Lin Feng asked, his figure closing in as the lightning surged violently from his dragon claws, forming a tangible Thunder Blade slashing towards Hai Wei's neck.
Just like Hai Wei, Lin Feng's move was also a killing technique.
"Roar!"
