Smacked to Death with a Single Strike
Editor: Henyee Translations
After faltering for a brief moment, Luo Fuming suddenly turned around to flee.
Even his spiritual attacks couldn't affect Ling Han, so how could he possibly hope to rival the latter?
When at the Third Heaven, Ling Han had already been capable of rivaling Luo Fuming with the help of his Divine Demon Sword. Now that Ling Han had advanced two levels compared to back then, how could Luo Fuming have even a sliver of a chance?
Not only did he have no chance at victory, but he even faced the risk of death.
He was bloodthirsty, and he was greedy. However, in the face of certain defeat and death, he naturally wouldn't be as foolish as to charge forward with no regard for anything else.
Ling Han shook his head, saying, "It's too late!" He reached over to grab at Luo Fuming.
Boom!
Like a lofty mountain, the Regulations transformed into a corporeal hand that completely blocked all paths of retreat for Luo Fuming.