The Young Master of the Shashou Sect took several steps back as he faced Lin Chen. He didn't expect the person he was chasing to turn out to have a power higher than all of them.
But a moment later, he fell due to the strong aura that hit his face—not excluding half of the members of the Shashou Sect who were still floating in the sky.
They all felt the huge mountain pressing overhead, making them unable to move their bodies, not even a finger.
Lin Chen walked up to the Young Master, who had fallen. Lin Chen lifted his foot and stepped on the arm of the unknown youth, "Actually, I want to play with you all. But I'm also in a hurry." He said, pressing his leg.
Zrash!
"Arrggh!"
The Young Master's arm of the Shashou Sect was crushed just like that, fresh blood gushing out of it. Even so, Lin Chen didn't stop there, and he stepped back to step on other limbs.
"Now your feet!"
Zrash!
"Arrggh!"
"One more!"
Zrash!
"Arrggh!"
