However, Lin Sen was not afraid. Holding the Seven Star Sword, he circulated the vigorous life force in his body and slashed fiercely at the gray-robed old man.
"You overestimate yourself." He snorted coldly. His eyes were extremely deep as he stretched out a hand and grabbed the Seven Star Sword.
Lin Sen's expression changed drastically. He desperately urged the life force in his body to infuse it into the Seven Star Sword in an attempt to block the old man's palm.
However, this was useless. The black-robed old man clenched his fingers tightly and broke the Seven Star Sword. Then, he grabbed Lin Sen's head.
"Hehe… Your soul will be absorbed by me and become my nourishment." The old man laughed strangely. His extremely ugly face was filled with greed and evil.