Yu Wujin gave off the aura of a martial emperor, the aura was quite strong, even the ground around seemed to tremble slightly.
However Lin Tian was just silent, he didn't do anything, he didn't even put Yu Wujin in his eyes.
"Die!"
Yu Wujin moved quickly towards Lin Tian, and in his palm was a black colored light, and when he clenched his fist, the light faded, then turned into a circle around his fist which he was about to point at Lin Tian.
It was one of the techniques of the Wudang sect, Mountain fist.
However Lin Tian looked expressionless, he was very calm from the start.
Just as Yu Wujin was about to reach Lin Tian, he suddenly felt time slowing down, and upon realizing it, Lin Tian suddenly grabbed his by the neck.
"Cough!" Yu Wujin felt pain in his neck, caught as he speeded up, he felt his collarbone broken.
