Han Lin appeared somewhat disheveled at this moment.
He looked at the blood spraying from the corner of his mouth, and a strong sense of anger surged in his eyes.
He was actually beaten to the point of spitting blood?
And by an Immortal King-level ant?
The pride in his heart, how could it allow him to be made so embarrassed by an ant.
"You court death!"
Han Lin coldly shouted.
In a flash, he appeared again in front of Xu Nian.
This time, a long sword appeared in his hand.
The long sword slashed out, seemingly turning invisible.
The speed was so fast, it had already reached a terrifying degree.
"Once you anger Senior Brother Cold, there's only one path left for you—death." Yu Qing snorted coldly and said.
Ji Qingyu and Xuanyuan Qingling also looked tense.
"Pshh!"
Xu Nian's body was directly cut in half.
"An ant is ultimately an ant, it's over." A smile appeared on Han Lin's lips.
"Haha, Xu Nian, this is all you got," Yu Qing laughed heartily.
