Just as these thoughts were running through An Lin's mind, Feng Wuya took this opportunity to strike back, and his hand flashed toward An Lin's body like a vicious saber!
An Lin was able to easily keep up with Feng Wuya's speed in his current triple-enhanced state, and he maintained a grip on his Evil-Slaying Sword. He forced it against Feng Wuya's neck as he used his other arm to shield himself from Feng Wuya's attack.
"Tear!"
Sharp pain instantly tore through his entire body.
An Lin discovered that his divine body had been easily torn apart by Feng Wuya's hand, leaving a ghastly wound on his arm.
"This power…" An Lin's expression shifted again.
"Hahaha… Die…" At this moment, Feng Wuya's attack was flashing toward him again.
