Fang Lin was stunned. What was this situation? Hadn't the demonic presence just now had a murderous intent, ready to kill? How had it suddenly changed like this?
"Not good! His demonic nature is coming out!" Old Dried Corpse said with a somewhat grave voice.
Upon hearing this, Fang Lin's face also changed drastically.
As expected, Long Jiankong suddenly let out a low roar, his eyes swirling with dark gleams, and the black lines on his face began to move.
The black longsword in Long Jiankong's hand also emitted a series of eerie hums, as if the anomalies occurring within Long Jiankong were also affecting this black sword.
Suddenly, Long Jiankong lashed out at Fang Lin with his sword, in a manner that left no room for mercy, clearly aiming to split Fang Lin in two.
Fang Lin naturally couldn't resist. At that moment, intimidated by Long Jiankong's demonic might, he was unable even to move, let alone defend himself.
