After all, in his eyes, Lin Chang'sheng was only at the Middle Stage of Mahayana, and even if he had a Heaven-Reaching Immortal Treasure, he wouldn't be much of a match.
If he hadn't been thinking of running away just now, he wouldn't have been injured by Lin Chang'sheng.
"Let me see if you actually have what it takes!"
Lin Chang'sheng replied with disdain. If he wasn't certain he could kill the guy, he wouldn't have revealed his identity in the first place.
"Die!"
Liao Xinghu swung his giant hammer; the space around him twisted, wind and thunder roared.
With a furious shout, an enormous Celestial Thunder Divine Hammer formed in the void, and, with Liao Xinghu's swing, smashed down toward Lin Chang'sheng's position.
This hammer was over three hundred zhang wide and long, like a Thunder God's weapon, and radiated an extremely powerful pressure.
