"You think you can kill me? Not even in your next life!" Jin Jiao's face was as dark as water, his expression deeply grim.
In the blink of an eye.
He had reached Lin Fan!
His arms were covered in golden scales, and the pair of golden horns atop his head burst into a dazzling divine radiance!
Especially the vertical eye between Jin Jiao's brows, coldly fixating on Lin Fan like the gaze of the Death God himself.
"Die for me!"
With a low roar from Jin Jiao, his arm lashed out like a Flood Dragon emerging from its lair, as fast as lightning, aiming straight for Lin Fan's heart!
"Why isn't he dodging?" Liu Mei, surrounded by purple aura and accompanying Feng Wu, frowned slightly, looking at Lin Fan with some hesitation.
"With that distance, at that speed, if he doesn't dodge now, there's no chance left! He only has the time of a single breath!" Mo Hen shook his head softly, his eyes firmly fixed on Lin Fan.
After a single breath.
