But he never returned.
Now that he thought about it, Xiao Yang was most likely behind this.
"Hmph! You want to seize the secrets on me? Then come and try!"
Lin Taichu shouted coldly, swinging his longsword again as dazzling sword light erupted.
"Hmph, futile struggles!"
Zhao Yuan snorted coldly and took a step forward.
With one stomp on the ground, his body shot into the air. He threw a punch, unleashing a brilliant flash of light.
The fist seal was incredibly condensed and contained terrifying power as it crashed down.
Pfft!
The sound of blood being spat rang out. Lin Taichu groaned and was sent flying, slamming into the ground.
Staggering, he struggled to rise, coughing blood as he glared venomously at the two of them.
"You..."
Deep apprehension showed in his eyes.
"You little bastard, did you really think you could deceive our senses?"
Lin Taichu's expression darkened as he stared fiercely at Xiao Yang.
At this moment, he finally understood.
Xiao Yang had long suspected him.
That was why Xiao Yang had laid this trap, using his own scheme against him to lure him in.
Damn it!
"Lin Taichu, I'll fight you to the death!"
Xiao Yang roared, boundless fury blazing in his eyes.
Boom!
He activated his spiritual power and unleashed the Eight Desolations and Six Directions, I Alone Am Supreme Art. His body became a streak of Flowing Light as he charged at Lin Taichu.
"You're courting death!"
Seeing this, Lin Taichu's gaze turned icy as he met him without hesitation.
Although he was a seventh-grade Artifact Refiner, his cultivation was ultimately too weak to withstand the two of them.
In an instant, he was wounded by a single slash.
"Xiao Yang, today will be your end."
Zhao Yuan grinned savagely, excitement flashing in his