Facing Lin Mo, Bahxi and Fuhen both wore grave expressions.
"Whoosh!"
Lin Mo's figure vanished again, as if he had teleported, appearing before Bahxi and Fuhen in the blink of an eye.
A terrifying pressure descended with him.
"Who are you?"
Neither Bahxi nor Fuhen recognized this man.
Since when had the human race produced someone like this in the Divine Realm?
More importantly, they could clearly see that Lin Mo was only at the eighth level of the True God Realm.
Yet the pressure he gave off was even stronger than Yan's.
"Could the human race have someone even stronger than Yan?"
"Impossible!"
"If that were true, why would the human race need to keep tangling with them like this? They could just lay out their formation and fight."
The two of them kept speculating inwardly.
Yet their hands did not stop. The moment Lin Mo moved, they naturally attacked at the same time.
Neither of them dared to underestimate Lin Mo.
"Bang!"
After the explosive clash, Lin Mo did not budge an inch, while Bahxi and Fuhen staggered back again and again.
Shock filled everyone's eyes.
Although Bahxi and Fuhen had not used their full strength, they had not been careless either.
In that exchange, both had used more than eighty percent of their power.
Yet they had been utterly defeated.
Clearly, Lin Mo's attack just now had been casual.
Yet it had blocked their attacks and directly crushed them.
"How is that possible?!"
The two cried out inwardly.
At the same time, Yan's eyes erupted with boundless shock.
This kid was undoubtedly the Lin Mo Zhang Tianling had spoken of.
But Lin Mo's strength had completely surpassed Yan's estimations.
Too strong!
So strong that even he felt powerless.
How could this be possible?
Bahxi and Fuhen did