Chapter 127 - You Will Only be a Burden
“It’s my fault! I am your senior brother, but I was too careless, which led to Junior Brother Yan’s brutal death.” Luo Zhengyi might have lost his junior brother, but there was no change in his expression; he was extremely calm, without any sadness.
The man in yellow expressed his indignation. “Senior Brother Luo, this guy is too crafty. Furthermore, Junior Brother Yan was too careless. The combination of those two led to his brutal death. Junior Brother Yan’s death has nothing to do with Senior Brother Luo. We can only commemorate Junior Brother Yan with this kid’s death.”
Zhang Zhenhu was blessed with powerful recovery due to his half-human half-beast bloodline. He held out despite his broken arm. He glared at Lin Fan with a bloodthirsty gaze like a savage beast.
“I will tear this kid into pieces.”
Zhang Zhenhu might have been seriously injured by Mo Jingzhe, but this did not erase the fact that he was exceptionally strong. The Purple Wing Lightning Tiger was a royal beast, and its inheritance skill, the World Tiger Roar, was extremely powerful. Rumor had it that, if this skill was trained to perfection, a single roar could replace the sun and moon, causing the world to lose its color.
But Zhang Zhenhu was only a half-human half-beast. It would be next to impossible to train the World Tiger Roar to perfection.
But how could this Zhang Zhenhu have a half-human half-beast bloodline? It seems we need to investigate this Zhang Zhenhu.
Lin Fan glanced at the three before him; one was crippled, one was a little impulsive, and the other a little gloomy.
His long hair started dancing in the air like long snakes. A burst of energy shot out from the soles of his feet, making him float in the air even though he had not reached the Void Realm.
A ray of light happened to be flickering just above his dantian. If one could take a closer look, they would find that it was a pattern, and this pattern was growing brighter by the moment. It even passed out of Lin Fan’s body and floated behind him, growing bigger and bigger.
No one had seen this mysterious pattern before.
Meanwhile, Lin Fan’s energy grew stronger and stronger. The calm and composed Luo Zhengyi couldn’t help but become serious by this turn of events. Lin Fan’s energy had grown far stronger compared to before.
It’s like heaven and earth. How can it change so quickly!?
At this instant, Lin Fan closed and opened his eyes as a glaring beam of light shot out from his eyes. His lips parted slightly as he mumbled, “God of Internals, Zhongchi, activate.”
Right then, the mysterious pattern floating behind him started spinning fiercely as a god emerged from his body, hovering right behind him. It smashed its fists together, giving rise to a thunder-like clap that shook everyone’s ears.
Zhang Zhenhu took a few steps back. The skillset he was cultivating was famous for being unparalleled, but now, he was sensing even more fearsome pressure crushing him. His heart was pounding rapidly; he was in a state of panic.
In a flash, the god went back into Lin Fan’s body as he fell to the ground. The ground shook owing to the fearsome energy passed down from Lin Fan’s feet.
Lin Fan then locked his gaze at Luo Zhengyi and asked, “Is this enough for you?”
Luo Zhengyi looked extremely serious at this moment, the previous calm and indifference could not be found anywhere. Every strand of Lin Fan’s muscles were filled with terrifying strength, while the black sheen on his muscles made him look dangerous and destructive. Could it be that a deity was walking among the living?
While everyone was focusing on Lin Fan, Mo Jingzhe had healed most of his injuries. The two dragons had also returned back into his body. He walked to Lin Fan’s side and said, proudly and arrogantly, “What if you add me? Will it still not be enough?”
“F*** off.” Lin Fan reached out and smacked Mo Jingzhe to one side.
Mo Jingzhe was taken off-guard. He immediately crashed into a rock with a tremendous force, cracking it at once. He questioned Lin Fan right away, confusion could clearly be found in his eyes, “What are you doing? We can only defeat a strong enemy by joining hands.”
Lin Fan cracked his neck and rebuked, “They are mine, don’t you interfere.
“You will only be a burden.”
Mo Jingzhe’s expression turned ugly as if he had suffered a serious injury.
My, Mo Jingzhe’s, cultivation is extremely strong. I have even mastered the Divine Art of Startling Dragons, yet I would be a burden for others?
This baffling shame had hurt Mo Jingzhe seriously.
I can’t take this.