Menghu took steps steadily towards this side, its body exuding a strong aura while its eyes were filled with a chilly intent. As it casually opened its mouth, waves of a bloody stench swept over them, and without a doubt, as these young men and women sensed the smell of blood, they felt waves of terror, the more faint-hearted among them even started to shiver uncontrollably.
"Hmm?"
Lin Fan's brow slightly furrowed. At this moment, his heart was very annoyed. These guys, to dare show up even now?
Lin Fan took a step forward, and at the same time, a powerful aura burst forth from him. He yelled in a loud voice: "Scram!"
As Lin Fan spoke, his thoughts moved and energy converged to form the Illusion Spear. The Illusion Spear, looking almost tangible, thrust at Menghu intending to stab it to death.
