Chen Hai's face was ugly. He had attacked several times, but he hadn't even touched a corner of Fang Lin's clothing. This was a great humiliation for him.
Especially in front of so many people, his loss of face was tremendous. If he didn't recover it, he would find it difficult to establish himself in the Demon Suppressing Cave Prison.
"I want you dead!" Chen Hai roared, his two fingers suddenly closing together like a sharp sword, aiming straight for Fang Lin's throat.
This finger, carrying the sound of ripping wind, suddenly gathered the Inner Strength between Chen Hai's fingers and shot out abruptly.
Fang Lin's eyes flashed, Chen Hai indeed had some skills, he had this trick up his sleeve.
However, even so, Fang Lin remained calm, his feet moved, and his body once again evaded.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh!
But immediately several more fierce inner forces attacked, Fang Lin had no choice but to evade again.
