At this moment, the red threads in Wang Yu's eyes gradually faded away.
What replaced them was a completely bewildered expression.
He scratched his head, looked at Lin Fan, and hesitantly asked, "What... what kind of situation is this?"
The two of them had clearly been ready to fight, yet a bolt of Thunder suddenly descended from the heavens, and the other side was just gone?
Wasn't that a little too damn dramatic?
Lin Fan fell silent for a moment. He looked at the sky, then at the ground, and his expression suddenly turned a little strange.
"I always feel like some pervert is peeping on us."
When Wang Yu heard Lin Fan say that, his expression also became somewhat strange.
"Now that you put it that way, I suddenly feel the same."
Within the Human Emperor Sect, Yang Chen stared expressionlessly at the mirror surface, remaining silent for a long while.
So, in the eyes of these two, he had become a pervert?
The corner of Yang Chen's mouth twitched slightly. Then his slender fingers lightly moved. As his fingers moved, gust after gust of Gale suddenly rose over the desolate land.
The Gale swept forth with a shrieking howl, carrying immense force as it swallowed Lin Fan and Wang Yu in an instant.
"Punishment."
Yang Chen expressionlessly uttered those two words.
At once, the Gale seemed to transform into countless sharp blades, continuously carving scar after scar across the two of them.
Blood instantly flowed from their wounds.
The Gale continued for a long time before gradually dying down. Only then did Lin Fan and Wang Yu crash heavily onto the ground, smashing crack after crack into the barren, fissured earth.
Bang!
Lin Fan grimaced as he climbed to his feet. His clothes were already riddled with holes,