"Kill!"
Without waiting for the Cloud Mist person to retreat much, Lin Yun advanced again, aiming specifically at the creature's large head, slashing his sword toward its neck, as if he wanted to sever the Cloud Mist person's head.
"Wah, wah, wah, human boy, you dare to kill me like this..." On the other side, Lin Yun's powerful attack enraged the White Mist person, who started to wail loudly.
"You wanted to keep my head, and now I'm attacking your head, isn't that fair?" Lin Yun said leisurely, laughing while he continued his assault.
At the same time, Lin Yun couldn't help but feel amazed by the White Mist person's intelligence, although not high, their sense of reality was strong, which made him increasingly suspect that the creatures on the fiftieth and fifty-first floors of the Heavenly Principle Tower were real.