"Eh!"
Lin Fan's palm strike directly dumbfounded both Zhang Zhao and Situ Kong.
Immediately after, a wry smile appeared on Situ Kong's face. He knew that after what had just happened, any possibility of reconciling with the Thunder Alliance was gone.
"Well, since there is no chance of reconciliation, then let there be none!"
Situ Kong's heart also turned cold in an instant.
After coming back to his senses, Zhang Zhao was furious to the extreme: "Bastard, how dare you hit me?"
He glared at Lin Fan with hateful eyes.
Lin Fan simply shrugged his shoulders indifferently and said, "If you keep whining, I won't just hit you, I'll kill you!"
"Then try to kill me! Let's see who ends up killing who!"
After roaring, Zhang Zhao charged at Lin Fan.
The longsword in his hand glowed with multicolored lights, bringing with it a long trail of Sword Light, which in the blink of an eye, had already made it to Lin Fan's face.
The speed of this sword was too fast!
