"Demon Lord! Did you hear the words of our Big Bro? Our Big Bro is here to collect your life!" Qiu Zhanyu hollered out.
Lin Fan's brows furrowed. This Demon Lord was a little overbearing now, wasn't he? To think that he wouldn't budge even a single inch. Was he looking down on him, Lin Fan?
Then that would be bloody awkward!
"Big Bro, that fella seems to be belittling us!" Jin Zhengu said in a small huff.
They had not thought that they would one day be this domineering. Following along with their Big Bro, they could shout out and go against a Mystic Immortal! This situation was simply way too domineering!
"Courting death!"
Lin Fan's brows furrowed as he burst forth with the Sword Wills that he had cultivated out recently. A penetrating Sword Will sliced through the world and instantly bolted out towards the Demon Lord who was sitting there in the void.
