Regardless, Miss Le was as surprised as she was relieved to see Lin Xun fight back. 

Even if the black-robed middle-aged man was careless, not just any great cultivator at the Cyclic Derivation Stage could wound him!

The middle-aged man screamed in terror and anger. His chest had collapsed from the impact, which he still couldn’t believe until now.  

On the blood-colored ship, the members of the Sacred Fire Sect were moving restlessly, all equally filled with disbelief.

Boom!

Lin Xun paid no attention to them. He didn’t utter a single word. The opponents always looked at him like he was dead meat. 

So he didn’t bother saying a word to them. Just as he wounded his opponent, he charged forward to follow up with another attack like a bolt of lightning. 

So what if he was a half-step king?! Lin Xun had killed many of them before!

“Bastard, do you want to die?!”

Seeing Lin Xun coming straight towards him, the middle-aged man let out a furious roar, his eyes bloodshot and almost splitting in the corner. His face turned sinister and chilling, and a terrifying aura spread from him like a tide.

That was the power of...