Lin Fan's figure kept moving, weaving in and out like a phantom.
One moment he appeared here, then another moment there; his silhouette was impossible to pin down.
"My Brother Qin said he wants to beat you up, so this humble one has no choice but to comply. Don't worry, Fairy, I rarely cause any psychological trauma to women."
As soon as his words fell.
He appeared in front of the Yaochi Fairy and struck with a palm. The fairy remained unfazed, a glowing barrier enveloping the surroundings.
Boom!
This light shield had some durability, managing to fend off his strike. But this was just the beginning—how could the Great Cutting Skill not be invincible?
Crack!
His palm shattered the barrier and slammed down mercilessly.
Bang!
Elastic.
Somewhat... plump.
Splurt!
