Zhou Zheng, at this moment, was completely sober.
His face was pale, and his whole body trembled.
"Lin, Pavilion Master Lin, we were wrong." Zhou Zheng said with a grim expression.
"Wrong, do you think our Star Pavilion is a place where you can admit fault after causing trouble?" Lin Chen said coldly.
As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Chen's body shot out like lightning.
Zhou Zheng's complexion changed, and he spoke to another person: "Fight together, let's go all out against him."
Though he told them to fight, he himself ran in the opposite direction.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Hearing the screams behind him, Zhou Zheng pushed his speed to the limit.
Yet, the next moment, he suddenly sensed a flash of a figure ahead.
Lin Chen unexpectedly appeared right in front of him.
Zhou Zheng's complexion changed, he instinctively looked back, and his heart was suddenly aghast.
The dozens of martial artists he brought were all dead by Lin Chen's hand.
"Such terrifying power!"
