“No need to say such flowery words, don’t worry, if you win, I will withdraw my army, if you lose, it is not that you will accept death, you will beg for it.”
Lin Feng sounded calm. He then added: “Alright, let’s begin.”
“I’m attacking, be careful.” said Lin Rui while nodding. His ice spirit was invading the atmosphere with a powerful energy. The coldness was piercing to the bones. He took a step forwards and ice Qi rushed towards Lin Feng.
Lin Feng shook his head. They were fighting, Lin Rui didn’t have to be so polite to him.
Lin Feng moved his right foot forward and raised his arm with a fierce sword energy. At the moment, when the sword energy was about to reach Lin Rui’s body, Lin Feng slashed his hand down.
A hero at dusk, under the setting sun, the brilliance was slowly fading.
When Lin Rui saw Lin Feng’s hand, he felt like he was seeing an illusion. He had the feeling that the sun was starting to set.
“Sword of the Setting Sun!”
Lin Feng had used his hand as the sword. His hand cut through the atmosphere, blood sprayed into the air and Lin Rui’s arm was sent flying through the air.
One strike was enough to remove one of Lin Rui’s arms.