Boom!
The next instant, Qin Chenâs earth-shattering punch thundered down.
Now, as Qin Chenâs Physical Strength had grown to a Mid-grade Earth Origin Weapon and his Physical Body Cultivation had reached the Heavenly Origin Third Layer.
The power of his Divine Demon Killing Heaven Fist had once again become stronger.
The fierce, bone-chilling Killing Aura seemed as if it could pierce through heaven and earth, stirring the Nine Heavens.
Spurt!
The Soft Sword in that personâs hand suddenly fell, and his body flew backward like an arrow.
From his mouth, a mouthful of fresh blood sprayed out, and his face instantly turned as pale as paper.
Everyoneâs heart violently twitched.
Who said Qin Chenâs strength couldnât shake the existence of someone with the Heavenly Origin Fourth Realm?
"At times like these, you still think of saving your brother?"
"How absurd!"
However, at that moment,
a voice as cold as ice abruptly sounded, coming from Woo Qingâs mouth.
And the instant his words ended, the long sword in his hand, imbued with towering Sword Intent like a mountain, furiously slashed down at Qin Chen.
"Not good!"
Seeing Woo Qingâs sudden attack, Guo Chenâs face turned pale at once.
Woo Qingâs sword was too fast.
Swift as a startled swan, quick as lightning.
It slashed directly down!
"Little Void Breaking Technique, Void-breaking Eyes, open!"
In a moment of urgency, Qin Chenâs expression slightly changed, and he immediately used the Little Void Breaking Technique.
Under the Void-breaking Eyes, Woo Qingâs sword, fast as a startled swan, seemed to slow down.
Swoosh!
Qin Chenâs figure, like a nimble python, directly circumvented the lethal threat of Woo Qingâs sword.
However, because Qin Chen was protecting Mon Tianran, he still couldnât fully dodge.
There appeared a ferocious wound on his back.
"Big brother!"
All of this happened so fast, seemingly slow, yet actually very quick.
Little Strange, perched on Qin Chenâs shoulder, became anxious upon seeing Qin Chen injured.
A look of anger also emerged on its seemingly harmless little face.
"Heâs not dead?"
Woo Qing, seeing that Qin Chenâs body had dodged most of the killing blow, was somewhat astonished.
"Qin Chenâs movement technique is very peculiar."
"Yes, if it were an ordinary person facing Woo Qingâs sword, they would probably have been pierced through already."
The crowdâs eyes turned toward Qin Chen in the arena, whispering quietly among themselves.
"However, even if he dodged, their situation is still not good..."
Someone noticed the faint encirclement of Ning Jia and the three others, and couldnât help shaking their head.
"If Ning Jia and his three men each faced Qin Chen and Mon Tianran individually, it would be difficult for any of them to win."
"These two Thunder Sky Sect Heavenly Prides are indeed fiends."
"But now, with Ning Jiaâs four men united together, they will have no chance of victory."
The crowd discussed.
"Qin Chen!"
Seeing Qin Chen get wounded for his protection, Mon Tianran suddenly let out an inhuman roar.
Clearly, he was in deep pain too.
"What a pair of fated brothers."
"If thatâs the case, then you both shall enter the Netherworld together."
Ning Jiaâs face wore a fierce Killing Aura.
"Flying Star Slash!"
Ning Jiaâs hands moved his long sword, the Sword Glow surged, and the immense phantom of a star reappeared, then fiercely slashed down towards Qin Chen and Mon Tianran.
Above the floating stars, carrying an endless, overbearing momentum.
"Purple Lake Tornado Kill!"
On the other side, Lu Huâs face was filled with a cold smirk.
Earlier, when Qin Chen and his companion had displayed their tremendous War Intent, he had thought something miraculous might happen.
Now, it seemed he had thought too much.
The pair simply couldnât stir up much of a storm.
Woo Qing, along with the young man previously blasted into vomiting blood by Qin Chenâs punch, also launched their aggressive tactics towards Qin Chen and his companion.
In the air, the Heaven and Earth Essence became extremely agitated.
This scene made many feel a sense of desolation.
Small Movement Technique!
Qin Chen, pulling along Mon Tianran, instantly began to shift his position.
Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!
The peculiar advantage of the Small Movement Technique was almost maximized by Qin Chen, as his movements dodged all the attacks from Woo Qing and the other man.
"What a cunning movement technique!"
Woo Qing and the other man, seeing their offensive tactics miss, were immediately startled.
"But, even so, what can it do?"
"Heâs still going to die."
Suddenly, a coldness appeared on Woo Qingâs face.
Bangâ
Ahâ
Qin Chen dodged Woo Qing and the other manâs attacks but failed to avoid those from Lu Hu and Ning Jia.
Two swords, seemingly capable of severing Heaven and Earth, struck the bodies of Qin Chen and Mon Tianran.
Of course, most of the attacks landed on Qin Chenâs body.
Thus, even with Qin Chenâs immense Physical Strength, he was still grievously wounded.
The flesh on his back had completely burst open, as if revealing the chilling white bones beneath and shocking all who saw.
His mouth continuously leaked blood from within his body.
Clearly, Qin Chenâs internal organs had also sustained serious injuries.
As for Mon Tianran.
He had already been severely injured earlier, although most of the attacks were blocked by Qin Chen.
But he was not Qin Chen, his Physical Strength wasnât as high.
So at this moment, his injuries were even more severe than those of Qin Chen.
Several ribs were broken, his facial color was pale as paper, and his breathing was extremely weak, appearing as if he were on the brink of death.
Ning Jia and the other three surrounded Qin Chen and his companion in the middle.
Their faces bore endless mockery.
In contrast, Qin Chen and his companion, lying on the ground, were blood-soaked and barely clinging to life.
In midair.
Dou Li and Zuo Qiucheng both shook their heads slightly.
At this time, their attention shifted away from Qin Chen and his companion towards Ning Jia and the other three.
Clearly, they were planning to make a move against Ning Jia and his companions.
As for Qin Chen, perhaps in their eyes, although not dead, he was already regarded as good as dead.
"Whereâs the courage you showed earlier when you dared to declare war against the four of us?"
Ning Jiaâs eyes, cold and aloof, looked down upon them.
"Heh, he canât even stand up, let alone..."
Lu Huâs face bore a foolish smile, but as he spoke halfway, he suddenly stopped, and his expression froze.
Because at that moment.
Qin Chen and Mon Tianran slowly rose from the pool of blood.
And they stood straight-backed.
Their faces bore defiance, arrogance, pride, and indomitable spirit.
The crowdâs hearts shook.
At this moment, seeing those two blood-covered youths, something inside them felt profoundly stirred.