In this flash of a short-lived blaze where everything happened so suddenly, no one could react to it at all.
Lin Fan's sequence of fists that were bursting with a thunderous momentum were raining down on Saint like raindrops.
A tragic wail burst forth from the throat of Saint, similar to that of a beast's cry.
With that single True Origins Crushing Kick of Lin Fan, he had unleashed the explosive force of Cruel's potential, which was running rampant right now.
Everything beyond and within this world seemed to be under his supreme reign.
At this moment, Cruel felt that a single fist of his would be enough to knock Saint flying into the sky.
"Brazen!" Fault's face focused up as he looked around. He was only caught adrift momentarily, and all of a sudden, things had already gotten messed up to this extent.
