Just as everyone seethed with indignation, burning with anger and crying out against the injustice suffered by a woman as lovely as a celestial maiden.
Lin Fan set his sights on someone else: Yin Wei, who had been the loudest in his earlier taunts.
Although he was also an Immortal Academy Disciple, his hostility toward Lin Fan was considerable. Even before they set out, he had shown animosity because Lin Fan was close to Lan Xian.
Now, because of what had happened to Wang Xi, this lapdog's eyes held an unmistakable murderous intent.
"I'm warning you, you'd better not touch me. Once the grand formation breaks, or people arrive from outside, you're dead!"
Yin Wei refused to yield. He wore a vicious expression, hoping to scare Lin Fan off with his threats.
Unfortunately, he failed. He only made Lin Fan want to beat him even more.
"Heh, you still haven't figured out the situation..."
Lin Fan sneered and glanced at the gradually fading formation patterns and sword qi. His heart tightened; he knew he could delay no longer.
With a bang, he lashed out with a sweeping kick. The air cracked explosively as his foot shot straight toward Yin Wei's groin.
The power behind that kick was easy to imagine.
Yin Wei's little brother shriveled. He had never expected his opponent to be shameless enough to attack him there. He wanted to dodge and retaliate, but feared the killing formation.
"Crack!"
While he hesitated, Lin Fan's kick landed. The sound of an egg shattering rang out, and blood sprayed.
"Ah..." Yin Wei screamed, his face deathly pale and his entire body convulsing. Clamping his legs together, he said in a trembling voice, "It... it broke..."
"Hiss... how tragic. What an 'egg'-snatching kick!"
Everyone sucked in a cold breath. The men