At the same time as he blasted Liu Fei back, Luo Yan did not pause. The hand reaching for Elder Chen continued forward without hesitation.
The old man used the tobacco pipe in his hand and brought all the knowledge he had learned in his lifetime to bear, thrusting it with all his might at Luo Yan's hand.
Although he was very old, he did not want to die. He had not lived long enough yet.
However, at that moment.
Luo Yan glanced at him.
Just one glance.
The old man surnamed Chen immediately felt his entire body go weak. Luo Yan seemed like an invincible giant, and a sense of powerlessness and despair surged into his heart, causing him to unleash less than seventy percent of his full strength.
Using Eyes Cut Off Flying Geese, Luo Yan sent his killing Qi and baleful intent through his gaze and into the old man surnamed Chen's mind, affecting him on a spiritual level.
Although his opponent was highly experienced and was also a Mystic Mastery cultivator, how could he withstand Luo Yan's baleful killing intent?
That Qi Flow had been nurtured through facing Heavenly Ghosts, fighting nightmare- and overlord-level beasts, and enduring all manner of other experiences.
How could it possibly be compared to that of an ordinary organization member like Elder Chen?
The moment their eyes met, the old man was intimidated by Luo Yan's killing intent. His mind shook, and his will wavered.
Luo Yan sensed it at once. He slapped the old man's tobacco pipe aside, reached forward, and immediately clamped his fingers around the old man surnamed Chen's neck, which was wrinkled like chicken skin.
Everything happened in the blink of an eye.
From the moment Luo Yan attacked, Zhang Yugu made his move, Lin Fan intervened,