White lotuses floated out between Lin Tian's eyebrows like a lotus rain in the air, which excited Old Drunkard. For the first time, his eyes flashed with a brilliant light. Then, a smile appeared on the face of Old Drunkard.
"Buzz!"
The white lotus flowers were flying and buzzing.
The faces of Zuo Shang and Ling Ye changed at seeing such a scene, especially Ling Ye. A few days ago, he had withstood the attack of the white lotuses. Only one piece of it tortured him unbearably, but now, they were densely packed!
All of a sudden, Ling Ye stepped back and dodged quickly, together with Zuo Shang.
With a cold face, Lin Tian strode over.
"Clang!"
The long sword in his hand shook, and the Thunder Flame sword light wrapped them at the same time.
Lin Tian felt a sharp pain in his chest from
