Next, Lin Xuan turned to look at Ying Zhao. It was time to end the grudge between them.
Ying Zhao laughed angrily. The clothes on his body shattered, and the winged dragon snake with the head and tail appeared under his feet. It roared angrily and transformed into divine sounds that emitted from his mouth.
The power of the aftershock made the surrounding cultivators unable to withstand it at all. They were shaken to the point their internal organs and lungs bled, and they hurriedly swallowed healing medicinal pills.
In the eyes of outsiders, this sound wave attack was invulnerable, but in Lin Xuan's eyes, this was something children played with.
Lin Xuan used his own movement technique to pass through the sound waves and arrived in front of Ying Zhao. He punched his face and kicked his leg, making him kneel on the ground.
