Lin Che's arm also felt numb. The tip of his spear was sealed with stone, and now it cracked into two pieces, as if it was going to shatter the stone and reveal the real tip of the spear.

"Lin Pojun, if you're like this, how are you going to face your ancestors after you die?"

Lin Che was also secretly shocked. With his cultivation level, he was absolutely overwhelming among the seventh-grade warriors. No matter who the seventh-grade warrior was, he could often kill them with a single shot.

But at this moment, Lin Pojun's sword strike made his arm numb, which showed how powerful he was.

"Killing you, this evil creature, will bring honor to our family!" Lin Pojun's face was distorted, and a spider-web-like pattern formed on his bald head.

"You think you can kill me with just some magic? Get down on your knees!"

Lin Che shouted angrily, his eyes flashing with light.

The powerful righteous energy descended from the sky like a white pillar of heaven, directly hitting Lin Pojun.

Boom!!

Lin Pojun fell straight down and landed heavily on the city street.

He screamed, gritting his teeth as blood spurted from his mouth. He forced himself to stand up, his eyes furious as he gazed up at Lin Che in the sky.

His eyes were filled with hatred.

"I tell you to kneel down!!"

Boom!!!

The righteous spirit erupted once again, crashing down like a waterfall from the sky.

crackle.

Blood spurted out of Lin Pojun's knees and he fell to his knees with a thud.

Lin Che slowly descended from mid-air and landed in front of Lin Pojun, looking down at him.

"The renowned Duke of Zhenguo... you led your troops in rebellion and defected to the enemy. According to your Lin family's rules, should your eyes be gouged out or your hands severed?"

"Or, kill on the spot?"

After Lin Che finished speaking, she shot Lin Pojun through the chest.