Of course Lin Tong knew that Little Cloud was only born with innate divine strength, and when that sinister man came to his senses, a real fight with weapons would still lead to certain death.
And that sinister man, while in pain, quickly regained his senses. Seeing Lin Tong's figure rushing towards him without hesitation, he curled his lips into a smirk.
"Seeking death!"
Without a hint of pity for beauty, the sinister man's large hand shook, and the sharp gleaming long sword, like a dragon breaking through the air, viciously thrust towards Lin Tong's heart.
As the intent to kill surged at Ye Xuan's villa, several other places within East Sea were experiencing the same situation.
Su Yumo had just gotten off work and returned home.
A stranger in black clothing had long been waiting in her house, his knife sharp and bloodthirsty.
Su Yumo was terrified and turned to run, but before she could lift her foot, the man in black miraculously appeared in front of her.
