Xu Liguo

Wang Lin took a deep breath and gently threw a punch. Although the punch was gentle, it moved the ancient god figure behind him. The figure also raised its fist and threw out a punch at the same time.

The Giant Demon Clan ancestor’s fist quickly arrived and collided with Wang Lin’s fist.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The Giant Demon Clan ancestor’s face became pale as he coughed out a large mouthful of blood and his body weakened. Without any hesitation, he slapped his bag of holding, causing the celestial sword to appear. His expression was fierce as he shouted, “Wang Lin, accept your death!” Then he threw the celestial sword and then pointed at it.