Seeing his opponent's move, Lin Xuan narrowed his eyes, the corner of his mouth revealing the faintest trace of a smile.
This Yellow-Browed True Person was underestimating his enemy a little.
No wonder. Although he had suffered quite a bit at Lin Xuan's hands, deep down, he had always felt it was because the other party's magic treasures were too sharp. As for Lin Xuan's other divine abilities, he had not really taken them to heart.
After all, the middle stage and late stage only seemed to be one level apart on the surface, but in actual strength, they could not be mentioned in the same breath. He simply had never taken Lin Xuan seriously.
Old Monster Jin was the true great enemy!
Yellow-Browed True Person's thinking was not wrong. Unfortunately, how could Lin Xuan be compared to cultivators of the same rank?
That Banana Leaf Fan was truly a top-tier treasure; otherwise, Lin Xuan would not have kept it for his own use.
The two strange winds of different colors did not seem remarkable on the surface. Yet just as they were only several yards away from Yellow-Browed True Person, light suddenly flickered, and they transformed into one black and one white Flood Dragon.
At the same time, a surge of fierce Baleful Intent burst forth. Yellow-Browed True Person's face changed drastically. By now, it was already too late to dodge, and relying on Body-Protecting Spirit Light alone would absolutely not stop the tearing of the two savage Flood Dragons.
However, he was worthy of being a great cultivator who had made his name for several hundred years. Naturally, he could not possibly sit and wait for death. He drew a deep breath, and a flame as thick as a child's arm sprayed from his mouth.
This was the