"AHHH—"
The Lin Family's Core Elder, Lin Shan, his eyes bloodshot, looked like a Mad Tiger. He completely ignored Elder Fang Yuan, with whom he had been fighting.
He took a slash from his opponent head-on. Blood gushing from his shoulder, he forcibly broke away from the fight and lunged viciously at Fang Han.
The pair of Iron Judge's Pens in his hands whistled sharply through the air, aiming straight for two of Fang Han's vital points: the back of his heart and his temple.
His moves were vicious and cunning; he clearly hated Fang Han to the bone.
Seeing several elite Lin Family Martial Artists cut down by Fang Han like grass, his heart bled. His reason was utterly consumed by rage. He no longer cared about the consequences of killing Fang Han; all he wanted was to tear him limb from limb.
"Fang Han, watch out!"
A few Fang Family Martial Artists cried out in warning and tried to intercept, but they were too late.
