Johnson saw his man instantly flipped over by someone from the opposite side, and Jack's thigh was even kicked broken.
His eyes were about to burst, thinking that this person in front of him actually wasn't the strongest one on the other side.
"Black Pig, it's time for us to have a result!"
The success of that strike greatly boosted Lin Tao's confidence, and his understanding of Sword Dao had reached a higher level.
He once again gathered his palms, then sprinted to accelerate towards Johnson.
A fierce look appeared on Johnson's face. Today, they were in trouble, but there was still something Johnson could do: to defeat the person in front of him.
His fist tightened again, his vision contained only one person, Lin Tao.
"Die!"
Johnson's fist struck out, carrying all his body's strength.
Lin Tao also drew out his palm, which looked very slow, just like Tai Chi.
