Without uttering a single word, all his anger was about to be unleashed on Fang Lin.
Taking a step forward, Xu Wang launched himself like an arrow loosed from its bow, strikingly fast, his spear thrusting forward unstoppable to pierce Fang Lin's throat.
This spear seemed simple and straight, yet it was impeccable, making the hairs on Fang Lin's neck stand up.
Setting aside the power of this spear, it was the reckless madness of this do-or-die attack alone that was enough to trouble Fang Lin.
This was a madman obsessed with his spear!
Making such judgment, Fang Lin became more cautiously aware that he could not dodge this spear, nor could he possibly do so.
If he had dodged, Xu Wang's momentum would have become even more ferocious, placing Fang Lin in an even more difficult situation.
Without the slightest hesitation, Fang Lin chose to strike back.
A sword swung out!
