The figure was so quick that it instantly appeared in front of Su Ming. Without anyone being able to see it, the figure charged to the center of Su Ming's brow like an arrow.
A thick wave of killing intent closed in on Su Ming. It was so thick that it felt like the world was being burned by an invisible flame.
Su Ming stared coldly and did not move. At the moment the arrow formed by the figure was less than thirty feet away from him, Su Ming's eyes suddenly shone with a cold, fierce light. In an instant, the blood roared in his body, and his power of the God of Berserkers erupted. His Berserker Soul, Berserker Bones. and every single aura that made him the God of Berserkers spread out in an incredibly violent manner.
