Samadhi True Fire turned Hua Hai into ashes.
A swing of the sword also separated Blood Evil's body from his head, causing blood rain to pour down.
Lin Tianyi remained calm and composed, turning back to chat and laugh.
But Lin Zhenxiu and others, their legs had already gone weak, and their hearts were filled with fear.
At that moment, even the howling wind carried endless chill.
Even Lin Zhenxiu, a martial artist who had weathered countless storms, felt his scalp go numb and couldn't stay calm!
His hands trembled along with him.
"Xiao Tian, have you killed many people before?"
Lin Zhenxiu exhaled forcefully, looking at Lin Tian, and spoke deeply.
The others also turned their gaze toward him.
They were a bit frightened to recognize the Lin Tian in front of them.
Killing several people consecutively without changing expression and continuing to chat and laugh was the most terrifying.
