C1179 Tear apart the Enemy

As the two of them exchanged blows, the surroundings trembled, and streams of violent true essence swept out in all directions.

Lin Yin's brows stood vertically while his white hair fluttered in the wind, and his killing intent shot into the sky.

"Haha!"

Although the Eight-armed Devil Race was badly beaten up by Lin Yin, he wasn't afraid at all