Not Backing Down

He could not bear such a loss.

Yang Fan slowly stood up and looked at Lin Sen. "Lin Sen, you're not my match. You'll definitely die today!"

Lin Sen's expression was ugly as he glared at him. "Hehe, do you think I'll leave a traitor of the human race to leave freely?!"

"Hehe." Yang Fan sneered. "You overestimate yourself."

"Arrogant!" Lin Sen roared as he struck at Yang Fan with his palm.

Facing Lin Sen's fierce attacks, Yang Fan was not afraid at all. He urged his divine power to resist Lin Sen's attacks.

The more Lin Sen fought, the more serious his expression became. His divine power could not do anything to Yang Fan.

"D*mn it!" Lin Sen gritted his teeth. Boundless anger was in his eyes. His aura rose steadily and quickly reached its peak.

"Die!" His aura exploded, and the muscles on his body bulged.

Muscles protruded all over his body, as if they was made of steel. Blood-colored runes covered his entire body.