In this situation, Lin Xun smiled slightly. “Now it’s finally interesting.”1

Boom!0

He, who had been standing completely still in the air, suddenly took a step forward. His long black hair danced wildly as thundering dao sounds exploded all around him.0

On the path of longevity, he had been invincible for too long!1

Not to mention ordinary battles, even the duel with a character of Lang Qianheng’s caliber hadn’t been able to ignite his fighting spirit.0

But now, he was finally somewhat interested.0

Rumble!0

A low sound reverberated in the void.0

Lin Xun, who took the initiative to strike, was like a different person. He was sharp, proud, and domineering. His every movement seemed to be commanding the world.0

When he punched out, his momentum steadily moved forth, as if asking if anyone in this world could compete with him. Under his aura, the mountains and rivers lost their colors.0

Mu Zhaixing’s pupils constricted when he sensed the power in Lin Xun’s strike.0

“Attack!” he shouted and made his move without delay.0

Swish!0

His divine silver sword gently swirled in the air and drew a circular shadow. In this circle that was hundreds of feet in radius, the silhouette of a demonic god was sitting cro...0