"Don't worry, Miss! This person will definitely be dead on the spot later!"

Zhiwu stared at Lin Yang coldly and said solemnly: "Can we start?"

"Let's do it!" Lin Yang said.

"Then die!"

Zhiwu, who was still verbose, roared and moved his fingers.

Whoosh!

A shrill silver needle flew towards Lin Yang like a shooting star.

The silver needles rubbed the air and made a chirping sound, which was very terrifying.

People only saw a silver light flashing in front of their eyes, and then it hit Lin Yang.

But the next second, the silver light disappeared!

"Um?"

Everyone was slightly stunned, looking for where the silver light had gone.

When everyone's eyes turned towards Lin Yang, everyone's faces immediately became extremely exciting.

But Lin Yang raised his hand and stretched out his fingers. There was a silver needle between his fingertips.

It’s Zhiwu’s needle!
Chapter completed!