After Number Fifteen was controlled by Lin Feng, his face drained of color in alarm, but he did not sit still and await death!
He took out a talisman and crushed it outright.
A violent force rose from thin air like a tornado, tearing apart the surrounding power of space.
Then a massive amount of Power of Law spread out, contending against Lin Feng's Space Law.
Only then did his body loosen, freed from the restraints.
He immediately fled at high speed.
"A second-grade immortal talisman. You do have some tricks up your sleeve!"
Seeing the energy erupt from the talisman, Lin Feng could not help but praise him.
"But if you think this is enough to escape, I'm afraid you're still a little short!"
As he spoke, Lin Feng threw a punch.
A dragon's roar rang out as immense force shrouded Number Fifteen from behind.
Despair welled up in Number Fifteen's heart as he sensed it all!
"Number Nine, save me!"
He could not block the power of the Divine Dragon Fist.
No movement technique, secret art, or attack could do anything before such absolute power. All those flashy tricks were useless.
One punch was enough to settle it!
Just then, a streak of yellow light flashed and shone directly upon Lin Feng.
Time seemed to slow.
Even the fist shadow of the Divine Dragon Fist slowed down.
This sight filled Number Fifteen with delight!
He knew it was Number Nine using the Haotian Mirror.
Only the Vast Heaven Realm could achieve such a thing.
Though it could not dissolve the terrifying power within the Divine Dragon Fist, it could slow it down and let him break free of the Divine Dragon Fist's lock.
Then he could dodge away.
This was the terror of the Time Law.
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