Huaxia Divine Skill, invincible under the heavens!
Eight words, like thunder from a clear sky, echoed above Freedom City, shaking the citizens to their core, churning blood and vitality.
"Kerkin is dead!"
"The Grey Robed Knight Kerkin is dead!"
Suddenly, someone shouted loudly in shock.
It was then that everyone snapped out of the overwhelming roar just unleashed by Lin Hao, focusing their eyes and involuntarily inhaling a sharp breath of cold air.
Lin Hao's punch had been perfectly aimed, striking right on the head of the Grey Robed Knight Kerkin.
And Kerkin, within the Heavy Armored War Car, had just tumbled from mid-air with the vehicle and hit the ground, yet to climb out. He saw Lin Hao's punch coming and wanted to rely on his Cultivation to withstand it.
How could such a punch be defended by a Cultivator of the Refining God Realm?
