Chapter 41 Class III Wu Monkey King_1

In the chilly grand hall.

Lin Boyue's spiritual sense swept quickly, his face cold:

"Hiding your head and showing your tail, yet daring to boast!"

Having said that, he finally spotted a hint of anomaly, fluently waved his sleeve, and a flying sword swooshed and pierced the moonlight projected into a corner outside the grand hall.

At the same time, a huge palm filled with fire-element mana struck heavily!

Bang!

Sparks flew everywhere.

The grand hall shook violently for a moment.

And within this flames, a hand lightly released the humming flying sword, immediately a figure slowly revealed his form, appearance, and aura.

He wore a deep grey Daoist robe, with an ordinary looking face, yet his demeanor was effortlessly composed.

Single-handedly standing with his hand behind his back, his gaze carried a hint of amusement as he looked at Lin Boyue.

"A nascent soul?!"