Gu Hanshan saw that Fang Lin was still able to laugh at this moment, he was taken aback and immediately became more alert, taking several steps back and looking around.
Fang Lin laughed heartily, his face full of mockery: "Look at you, scared to this extent by just a single sentence of mine. You, Gu Hanshan, are currently having the upper hand, is there a need for such a reaction?"
Gu Hanshan's face turned grim, but he still had some doubts in his mind, feeling that Fang Lin's calmness was somewhat abnormal.
It wasn't that Gu Hanshan was cowardly, but he knew that Fang Lin was a tough nut to crack. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been pushed to this point.
Gu Hanshan didn't dare to approach recklessly anymore. Even though he believed that he could destroy Fang Lin in a flick of a wrist, he still chose the safest approach.
Gu Hanshan smacked the Nine Palace Bag and an ancient bronze-colored Pill Furnace flew out, falling straight towards Fang Lin and Qing Jianzi.
