Perfectly dodging the locking spear intent of the Red-faced Nether Ghost... Then, slashed at the Red-faced Nether Ghost's arm with a blade!
This slash directly severed the entire arm of the Nether Ghost.
In an instant, four arms were reduced to three.
The Red-faced Nether Ghost felt a sharp pain and retreated several yards.
"Good lad, this comprehension... you've actually already grasped Blade Intent?"
The Red-faced Nether Ghost looked surprised. How long has Lin Chen been listening, and grasped it?
After slicing off the Red-faced Nether Ghost's arm, Lin Chen was also slightly astonished.
He hadn't expected to use it so directly.
Perhaps it's the accumulation of eighteen years, combined with a moment of insight?
"Luo Ming elder, you're a real man!" Lin Chen then said loudly.
The Red-faced Nether Ghost shuddered hearing this title.
How many years has it been since he has heard that name?
