Storm Hammer!
As the long sword left his hand, Lin Baici fixed his gaze on the opponent's eyes, his right hand half-clenched, activating God's One Hand.
Whoosh!
The long sword shot like a meteor.
This envoy from the Da Yue clan was clearly no ordinary person, with its right hand it slapped the low table in front.
Bam!
The low table was jolted up like a shield, blocking its face.
Thud!
The long sword pierced through the low table, sending wood chips flying.
The bearded envoy tilted his head to avoid the sword while simultaneously punching the low table.
Bam!
The low table shot like a cannonball towards Lin Baici.
Lin Baici swung his fist!
Bam!
The low table shattered into powder.
Swish!
The bearded envoy stood up angrily, "What are you trying to…"
He had barely spoken three words when his body suddenly trembled, like a willow yanked out and tossed by Lu Zhishen, falling to the ground.
Thud!
Clang! Clang!
The sound of armor and weapons clashing rang out densely.
