"I'd like your head. I wonder if you're willing to donate that!"
The atmosphere changed as soon as the old monk was done speaking. A strong wind blew the ground suddenly, and the fallen leaves swept up into the air.
A dangerous aura was targeted at Ye Chen and the rest.
"Old thing, I knew something was wrong with you!" Furious, Lin Tai threw a punch at the old monk. There was the whistling of the wind as he swung his fist. The shadow of the fist was unpredictable like a cannon.
However, the old monk did not even look at him. When he took a step forward, an aura that was like an ocean wave exploded out of his body from the step alone.
Ptui!
Under the impact of the aura, Lin Tai staggered and retreated a couple of steps back. He could not help but spit a mouthful of blood out. He looked horrified when he looked at the old monk again.
