Death!
A single word, filled with intense killing intent.
Inside the hall.
The air temperature seemed to drop suddenly at that moment.
Everyone felt an invisible coldness that made their whole bodies shiver.
That coldness pierced the bone, entered the body, and made the soul tremble!
Everyone's bodies stiffened instantly, not daring to move.
What kind of killing intent is this?
In an instant, Pang Damu and Dai Chishi's hearts throbbed violently.
They felt as if the god of death had descended.
However.
Once they came to their senses, they couldn't locate the source of that killing intent.
Is it him?
Both their gazes fell on Lin Tian.
But no matter how they looked, Lin Tian seemed to be just an ordinary youth.
Not a trace of being a cultivator could be sensed.
Even as a martial artist, it seemed he hadn't reached that level!
Otherwise.
If Lin Tian were a martial artist of his age, they would have surely been able to sense a trace of aura!
