The wooden stick pierced through Jin Xiong's calf, pinning him to the ground.
The whole person, followed by a stagger, fell to the ground.
The heart-piercing pain made him curl up screaming, hands clutching his leg, trying to pull out the stick.
Truly, too painful!
Moreover.
Back at Youzi Mountain, he saw with his own eyes the subordinates he brought along were killed by Lin Tian.
Now encountering again, Lin Tian will definitely try to kill him.
Even if his leg is crippled now, he must escape first!
"If you dare to run again, my next stick will go right through your skull!"
At this moment, Lin Tian's icy voice sounded, carrying a murderous intent.
This caused Jin Xiong's body to tremble violently, paralyzed there.
He dared not make even the slightest movement.
As if a death's scythe was hanging over his neck, his head felt chilly.
Seeing this.
Lin Tian nodded with satisfaction, stepped forward.
At the side.
