The black-robed man was extraordinarily bizarre. His body seemed to turn into nothingness, directly passing through the violent energy and charging towards Lin Xuan.
"What's going on?"
Lin Xuan was surprised to see the opponent suddenly appear beside him.
However, he instinctively threw a punch.
Boom!
This punch was extremely fierce, hitting the opponent's body. Even a Five-star King couldn't withstand it.
Yet, the opponent wasn't affected at all.
In fact, Lin Xuan felt as if he had punched the air, as the opponent's body seemed completely illusory.
"Afterimage?"
Lin Xuan frowned.
At this moment, the black-robed man grinned sinisterly again, raising his palm to strike swiftly.
Instantly, the void trembled. The purple fist was like a purple sun, filled with intense energy, violently hammering towards Lin Xuan.
"It's not an afterimage!"
Lin Xuan was shocked, his pupils narrowed, because if it were an afterimage, it couldn't attack.
