“Don’t you think it’s too late to only know now?”

Opposite him, Gong Yangyu stood proud and elegant, gray sword spirit in his hand, like an unrivaled swordsman.  

“It’s not too late. At least, it made me understand that the successors of Spirit Treasure Holy Land are nothing but a group of despicable and shameless people.” Lin Xun’s dark eyes grew ice cold. 

He had never done anything to offend the Spirit Treasure Holy Land, yet they had tried to assassinate him more than once! 

Their response ignited his murderous intent. He didn’t want to bother to ask the reason. He couldn’t bear them any longer. 

Who could tolerate assassination attacks again and again?  

They had gone too far!

“Stop wasting time talking nonsense with him. Just kill him!” Su Xingfeng bellowed.  

Time was pressing. They not only wanted to get rid of Lin Xun, but also win the opportunity in the ancient great hall. They had no time to waste. 

Boom!

Unsurprisingly, another battle broke out. 

Flames blazed behind Su Xingfeng while misty light circulated him. He was like a god of fire manipulating fire...