Vice Grandmaster Xing Tian naturally bore a killing intent toward Lin Fan. Every single strike he launched brought his fullest strength with it. With punches of this level, even average Immortal Lords might not be able to hold out.
But all of a sudden, that serious expression on the face of Vice Grandmaster Xing Tian took a stark change. His face contorted into a grimace as those initially small, beady eyes of his were bolted wide open.
His body quivered!
His legs wobbled!
Taking a quick peek, Lin Fan retracted his foot slowly. Looking over at the face of Vice Grandmaster Xing Tian, his lips curled into a grin once more.
"You…" Vice Grandmaster Xing Tian opened his mouth. However, he had only spoken a single word when he felt as if his throat was being choked, such that he did not know what else he could say anymore.
