At this moment, Lin Fan gathered all his strength into his arms and legs!
He knew very well that if he charged forward slowly, only death awaited him!
"Kill!"
Lin Fan roared, stomping the ground with his gathered strength, his body leaping high!
Though his speed couldn't compare to his usual self, it still seemed "super-fast" to an ordinary person! In the blink of an eye, Lin Fan rushed to Miao Qiaomei's front, swiftly swinging his soft sword, slicing through the air with a 'hiss', as if tearing through the void!
Miao Qiaomei's face changed drastically upon seeing the soft sword, quickly taking three steps to swing her flute against Lin Fan's sword!
However, the flute was no match for the sword's sharpness; with a crisp 'crack', the flute was split in two!
Miao Qiaomei screamed as her flute was broken, "Damn it! You dare to cut my flute!"
Without a word, Lin Fan gathered all his strength into his arms, swiftly thrusting another sword strike!
