"Heh heh, you should have been able to guess!"
Lin Tian snorted coldly, a sneer curling at the corner of his lips.
"What?! You... you really are that Lin Tian!!!"
"I don't believe it! I don't believe it! How could I, a proud genius of the Blood Demon Sect, lose to an ant like you?!"
"You bastard!"
Shen Xiu gritted his teeth and cursed furiously.
"I told you long ago not to provoke me. But unfortunately, you insisted on refusing to listen. Regretting it now, are you?"
"Still, I don't mind giving you a quick death!"
"Because you're already dead!"
Lin Tian gave the Demon Emperor Spear in his hand a shake, leapt into the air, and charged straight at Shen Xiu.
"I refuse to believe you can kill me!"
"I'll make you pay the price!"
Shen Xiu's face twisted savagely as he fiercely swung the Blood Spirit Slash in his hand at Lin Tian.
At once, an afterimage of the Blood Spirit Slash hurtled toward Lin Tian.
Shen Xiu's attack was terrifying. Seeing the blow, Lin Tian frowned slightly.
"Worthy of being the Blood Demon Sect's sect-defending ultimate art!"
"To be able to unleash such a move—truly impressive!"
Lin Tian sighed.
"Your strength has indeed exceeded my expectations!"
"However... today, no matter how strong you are, you must die!"
Shen Xiu shouted coldly, his face wearing a bloodthirsty expression.
Naturally, Lin Tian saw the change in Shen Xiu's expression.
Shen Xiu must have sensed the increase in his strength, which was why he had become somewhat impatient.
That was exactly what Lin Tian wanted.
Lin Tian shook the Demon Emperor Spear in his hand and thrust it toward Shen Xiu.
Bang bang bang!
Bang bang bang!
The two continued battling across the ground, fists and palms colliding as sparks