If the killing intent that had been suppressed to the extreme suddenly erupted, the consequences would be extremely terrifying, let alone it was the killing intent that had been accumulated in Sword Grave for thousands of years.
Lin Ran's eyes turned red. Looking at Shen Rulin, who was so close to him, he suddenly felt a wave of anger surging inside him that even he was afraid of
He did not care who this person was or what this person had done. At this moment, he only wanted to completely cut this annoying guy into pieces and burn his corpse to ashes!
Clang—
Suddenly, a soft cry that sounded like a sharp blade being unsheathed filled Lin Ran's heart and cooled him down.
The bloodshot eyes faded and Lin Ran woke up from the mad state. He saw that the white part on the Yin-Yang Sword that represented justice was trembling slightly, and a layer of cold sweat instantly broke out on his forehead.
"Phew—That was close!"