Powerful Divine Power

The spear turned into a meteor and smashed towards Lin Sen.

Lin Sen's pupils constricted. He immediately raised the Seven Star Sword and blocked.

Boom!

His body fell hard to the ground.

Yang Fan's attack was not over yet. He rushed forward in one go and seized the opportunity to slash more than a hundred times.

Lin Sen groaned.

The clothes on his body had already shattered into powder, revealing brawny muscles that were densely covered in countless fine scars.

Lin Sen's chest caved in, and many of his ribs were broken.

Yang Fan panted heavily. The blood in his body boiled, and he looked exhausted.

He was in a very bad state. The battle just now had consumed a lot of his strength.

"You're indeed very strong. There are only a handful of people who can hurt me now. Unfortunately, you're still too young!" Lin Sen struggled to get up.