Almost insta-killed

With the attack of a strong enemy, An Ran naturally did not have the leisure to search for Ling Han's whereabouts, or think about exactly where the latter had gone.

As she battled, she retreated, fleeing off farther and farther.

"Hu, I finally tossed her off my back." Ling Han came out of the Black Tower, and breathed a long sigh of relief. Now, he was really free to go anywhere he wanted.

"Yi?" His brow immediately furrowed in a frown as he sensed a familiar aura was rapidly rushing towards him.

"Ling, Han!" Lin Xuan released a furious roar, and he charged over from a distance. With him stabbing his spear into the air in front of him, suddenly the force of the spear took shape, and shot towards Ling Han like a sharp arrow.

As this spear attack swept past, the ground around him all cracked, showing how frightening this blow was.