The ghost mask on its face was mostly shattered, revealing part of its true appearance.
Overall, the injuries looked severe, but not life-threatening, not quite at the brink of death.
At this moment, Lin Ping'an slightly raised his head, staring directly ahead, his eyes revealing a stern indifference, his tone hiding a murderous intent.
"I underestimated your decisiveness, it's my carelessness!"
"This time, I must kill you!"
Upon hearing this, the Ninth Grade Sect Leader was initially shocked, then let out a cold laugh.
"Hehehe... Just you? If you were unscathed, maybe not."
"But after consecutively killing several people and being severely injured, how much combat strength do you still have?"
"Trying to scare me off, you're still too green!"
"This day next year will be your memorial day."
In the next instant.
