Chapter 963: My Enemy, Must Die

"Boom!"

It was like whacking a mole; you slammed Lin Zhongxin into the ground with your rod, causing the surrounding area to collapse several meters, while you lightly landed on a rock, less than a hundred meters from Lin Zhongxin.

"What a sharp weapon!" Pei Jingwen's eyes shone as he looked at the Immovable Dragon Pole in your hand, but since the ancient divine weapon had already recognized its master, he could only drool and sigh.

"Sharp, you say?" You looked at Pei Jingwen, a demon-like smile appearing on your face. "Do you know why it's called the Immovable Dragon Pole?"

Pei Jingwen shook his head, then asked, "Why?"

"Extend!"

At your command, the Immovable Dragon Pole instantly elongated, its base reaching the face of Lin Zhongxin, who lay on the ground already having spat out more than a liter of blood.

"Brother Lin!"