"Damn! Impossible, absolutely impossible! What on earth is this little bastard's background?"
Jiao Rong was stunned for a moment, then burst into a rant, going completely mad.
He was sure he had blown Lin Fan's head off with one shot!
Yet.
Lin Fan was fine?
He was clearly a dead man!
And now, in the blink of an eye, his body had been restored to perfection?
"Die for me!"
Jiao Rong's eyes turned blood-red, and he brandished his long spear, continuing to charge at Lin Fan, who was floating in mid-air!
"Bang!"
Just then, a powerful aura descended from the sky. No one even saw who acted, and Jiao Rong staggered and fell directly from the heights, crashing heavily to the ground as if he had lost weight!
"Who? Who did it?"
Jiao Rong looked around in surprise.
Not just Jiao Rong, but the other Demon Clan and Human Clan cultivators present were also searching in astonishment for the perpetrator.
Suddenly.
A figure descended without any warning, hovering silently in the air!
