Qilin Sacred Mountain

When this mutated Light Dragon Martial Artist approached, Lin Zhen immediately felt a strong sense of alertness. This man had come for him.

This Peak Three Flowers was absolutely the strongest Three Flowers Martial Artist Lin Zhen had seen so far.

Lin Zhen had seen many powerful Three Flowers Martial Artists in Earth Class, including some who had cleared more than ten floors of the Thirty-Three Heavens Tower, but none had given him such overwhelming pressure.

The Martial Artist looked at Lin Zhen, his eyes like two glowing little suns.

"Are you Lin Zhen?"

Lin Zhen's expression did not change as he asked directly, "Who sent you?"

The Light Dragon Martial Artist had not expected Lin Zhen to be so blunt. He froze for a moment, then chuckled. "Straightforward. No denial, no nonsense. Since you asked, I'll let you die knowing why. Lin Zhen, don't think that being a Holy Land Martial Artist means no one would dare touch you. This old man needs some Saint-Grade Pills, so you must die!"

"I'm afraid you can't do it!"

Before Lin Zhen had finished speaking, the Severing Sky Divine Sword in his hand had already slashed out.

Life Severing~!

A Space Crack snaked down through the air, rushing straight toward the powerful enemy before him.

The Light Dragon Martial Artist sneered. "A firefly dares to shine before the moon!"

A flash of light streaked past, and the Martial Artist, though moving later, arrived first, appearing before Lin Zhen in an instant.

A five-foot-long saber slashed fiercely toward Lin Zhen's chest. This was an attack at the speed of light!

Not only had his attack reached light speed, but when moving in close quarters, this Martial Artist had also nearly reached light speed. There was no time for any reaction before the blade