Shi Hao's fingers were extremely powerful, grasping Lin Tian's arm, both parties operating profound skills, joints emitting crisp sounds.
Lin Tian struggled, his expression immediately changed, the opponent's strength was too formidable, like Immortal Dao shackles binding him, causing his arm intense pain.
"Boom!"
Between the two, blinding light soared as precious symbols erupted, characters blossoming, violently impacting.
With a splatter, a burst of blood flashed, Lin Tian leaped up, soaring into the sky.
Everyone looked towards the two, who won the brief clash just now?
"A small arm!" Some people cried out in surprise.
"Desolate is too fierce!" Many were shaken.
In Shi Hao's hand was a severed small arm, drenched in blood, twisted off forcefully by him.
In the sky, Lin Tian's face was distorted, his forehead drenched in sweat, caused by the severe pain, his arm severed, suffering grave injuries.
