Bab 972: I Merely Have a Spatial God Tool

Pu!

The tip of the sword pierced through the net, aiming at Ling Han's chest.

The cruel smile on the old man's face instantly transformed into a look of astonishment. His sword hadn't been able to penetrate Ling Han's body!

Ling Han cracked a smile, and said, "Sorry for cultivating my physique to such a powerful state. I've disappointed you."

'F*ck! So smug!'

The old man from the Luo Clan continued to stab with his sword, yet his attacks were naturally useless against Ling Han's powerful physique. How could he possibly wound Ling Han? The old man wore a look of shock and disbelief. They had already used the Crimson Ground Locking Net, yet they were still unable to dispose of this ant from the small world?

"I won't hold back if you continue stabbing at me." Ling Han chuckled.