Wearing an emerald green robe and holding the Green Dragon Sword upside down, his firm and arrogant gaze made it seem as if no enemy, not even the gods, could stop him.

Behind him, two words appeared.

"Martial Saint"!

Wu Sheng, Guan Yu!

Lin Fan held the Green Dragon Sword, slowly raised his head, and looked at the snowman leader whose body was trembling slightly: "Haha, you are actually right. We Daxia people do not have sharp claws or fangs."

"but."

"We in Daxia have something that you beasts don't have."

"That is, the will to protect Daxia!"

"The will to die for your fellow man!"

"The most powerful weapon in my Daxia is not guns or swords, but this will!"

"The will to fight and die for Daxia!"

Lin Fan's whole body was covered with swords, and the earth and rocks under his feet were cracked, as if they were being struck by a knife!

"How dare you, a beast that only knows how to gnaw, fight with my human race!"

Lin Fan's voice was like a roar of a dragon and the cry of a sword. He looked directly at the snowman leader who had the power of a god and walked away with his sword in hand.

The shadow behind him also raised his knife and left!

The sword's intention is majestic, like the nine seas boiling.
Chapter completed!