The Invincible Mercenary King

Chapter 761

Hain stared at harderous aura.

He had swedicant ellons towards staging this performance to unveil Flynn’s true nature.

Now he knew that Bernard was not possessed by a mysterious soul but disguised by Flynn using a skill resembling the Bone Shrinking Technique and tranfiguration

He no longer needed to disguise himself!

The unknown existence was the most terrifyingt

And known enemies were not worth fearing at all

Flynn must have exerted all his strength in his attempt to kill him just now.

Though Rlynn’s attacks appeared menacingly lethal, the inflicted damage from his strikes was not as significant. NôvelDrama.Org owns all © content.

Haylan enveloped his skin with vital energy, creating a protective shield or energy armor that effectively repelled all of Flynn’s attacks

And his bloodied vomit was nothing more than a facade.

“So, you were pretending earlier?” Flynn remarked, fixing his eyes on Haylan.

“That’s right, you think you can harm me with your feeble punches? Keep dreaming!” said Haylan.

Hehe, why should I believe you? You’re just trying to intimidate me, aren’t you? Well, alright then. I’ll grant your wish I’ll put an end to your life!”

Upon uttering those words, Flynn bellowed ferociously before propelling himself towards Haylan at an incomprehensible speed

The saber in his hand was exceptionally sharp, whipping towards Haylan’s head in a flash, intent on ending his life.

Haylan maintained a stoic expression, unmoved by the situation.

As the saber inched perilously close, stopping just 2.5 inches above his head, Haylan sprang into action. He deftly extended two fingers and caught the saber with ease.

“What?”

Flynn’s pupils abruptly shrank in alarm, and his face conveyed a sense of disbelief.

Haylan had blocked his all–out attack so effortlessly.

How was this possible?

*Flynn, have you eaten anything? Is that all the energy you have?” Haylan inquired.

“Bastard, go to hell!”

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Flynn released a thunderous roar from his throat before channeling every ounce of his strength. Unmatched vital energy emanated from his saber as he sought to eliminate Haylan.

However, it was all in vain.

The saber appeared to be rooted in Haylan’s fingers, as it remained entirely motionless.

“You think you can kill me? You’re a hundred years too early,” Hylan remarked with indifference.

When Flynn heard this, his expression immediately turned ugly.

This was what he told Haylan just a moment ago. Now, Haylan was mocking him. He felt insulted as if being slapped in the

face.

Haylan’s countenance remained composed despite applying pressure with his fingers.

Crack!

The saber instantly shattered into two pieces.

What?” Flynn’s countenance shifted once more, and his eyes grew even more terrified.

Bernard’s family had painstakingly crafted this saber using the finest steel essence, and yet, Haylan snapped it with his fingers….

How was this possible?

Before Flynn could regain his composure, Haylan swiftly grabbed his head and forcefully slammed it onto the floor.

Flynn’s head was bleeding profusely, and he was in excruciating agony, yearning for death to claim him.

Haylan with deadly intent.

The rushless assault of such a skilled expert was undeniably petrifying. The technique employed was an act of self–destruction, and its sheer force was capable of obliterating the entire world.

Especially, his body emanated vicious, sharp blades that lunged toward Haylan’s face with tremendous force.

It was a hidden weapon!

Flynn was exerting himself to the fullest, employing every weapon in his arsenal. His strength was formidable.

An ordinary god–class expert could be killed by Flynn.

Unfortunately, the expert he was facing was Haylan.

With a composed expression, Haylan gracefully evaded Flynn’s attack. Swiftly, he followed up with a knee strike that rendered Flynn down to his knees. In one sinooth motion, he then forcefully grabbed hold of Flynn’s face.

“Bastard, let gol Flynn was furious.