Lin Ming froze. Was this stupid fat bastard talking about him? What the hell! This disgusting matter was actually about him, Lin Ming.
At this point, Lin Ming exploded. In a flash, he drew the Star Dragon Saber, activated his movement technique, and simultaneously unleashed the Startling Swan Saber Technique, bringing the blade down on the fat man with yellow buckteeth.
With one slash, the fat man was split in two.
Seeing the dead fat man he had cleaved in half, Lin Ming felt a wave of relief. Killing this fat man placed no burden on him whatsoever. Lin Ming would have felt worse if he had not died. From what the man had said just now, Lin Ming did not even dare think about it. If this dead fat man had lived, he would only have been wasting air.
Only after the fat man had been split in half did the people who had come to rob Lin Ming and Tang Xi realize they had kicked an iron plate.
Even their Boss, who possessed Da Dou Shi cultivation, would not have found it so easy to kill that fat man in one move. Although Lin Ming had struck while the fat man was off guard, his raw strength had to be at least comparable to their Boss's.
Lin Ming had no intention of sparing any of the three men who had dared rob the two of them. This was not when he had been training in the Monster Mountain Range. Back then, when he had spared some mercenaries, first, he had only recently begun killing people and had not yet adjusted, so he had not wanted to slaughter indiscriminately; second, those mercenaries had merely been following orders, and after Lin Ming killed their leader, he had not wanted to