Zhao Lin unleashed his Water Manipulation Skill at full power, shooting forward like a javelin. In the blink of an eye, he was before the Earth Dark Sect cultivator.
With a flash of cold light from his hand, the iron ruler plunged into the other man's chest.
"You… Who are you?"
The Earth Dark Sect cultivator coughed up blood, asking with difficulty.
"Your ancestor!"
Zhao Lin wrenched the iron ruler free and, with a reverse grip, plunged it into the man's lower abdomen, giving him the same death as Fu Dong.
"Brother Zhao…"
Tao Yan stared at the floating corpse, his mouth agape in astonishment.
From the moment Zhao Lin attacked to when he killed the Earth Dark Sect cultivator, the whole process had taken only a few breaths. Tao Yan was utterly astounded by his swift and ruthless efficiency.
Having just used the Thunder Blade Skill, Zhao Lin felt a wave of exhaustion. He immediately took out a Spirit Pearl to recover his Spiritual Power.
