Just didn't expect Lin Mo's close combat and explosive physical power to be so strong. Although that white man's strength was weak, he shouldn't have been taken down by Lin Mo in a single strike.
"All together, don't take it lightly." Milo shouted explosively, his eyes blood-red.
The explosive shout immediately brought the companions out of shock and fear. Milo held a broken giant axe, likely picked up from somewhere, while Big Beard held a longsword, its blade full of nicks, likely also scavenged.
As for the last woman, she too wielded a sharp and resilient sword, gleaming coldly.
"Since you're seeking death, don't blame me for unleashing a massacre."
Murderous intent in Lin Mo's gaze solidified into substance. A generation of Immortal Venerable was not one for mercy or softness.
"Here they come, be careful."
Lin Mo forcefully stomped his foot, charging towards Big Beard, while Milo and the lone female simultaneously attacked Lin Mo from the left and right.
