After snatching a Thunder Crystal, the Purple Robed Man immediately fled.
Lin Xuan closely followed, and in the blink of an eye, they had distanced themselves from the battlefield.
"This trip wasn't in vain, once we…"
Before he could finish speaking, Lin Xuan suddenly made his move.
The Great Dragon Sword Intent surged, a killing aura erupted, and a sword light streaked across like a meteor, dazzling to the extreme.
Ding! Pfft!
The Purple Robed Man's complexion drastically changed, and he dodged at the first opportunity.
The sword light flashed, slicing across his chest and stabbing towards his arm.
He wore an inner armor, which barely stopped Lin Xuan's blade, but the sword still pierced his arm.
With a pfft sound, his right arm broke off, blood spurting uncontrollably.
Lin Xuan's palm sucked up the broken arm, rapidly removing the Storage Ring on it.
The Purple Robed Man was gravely injured. He quickly sealed his severed arm, his eyes fixedly staring at Lin Xuan.
"You…"
