"Then we’ll see if you have what it takes!"
Long Chen’s expression turned cold.
"Let’s see how long you can hold on!" Zhang Tianpeng snorted and attacked Long Chen again.
This time, Long Chen didn’t dare to meet the attack head-on. He quickly dodged, ultimately being forced back to Chu Lingjun’s side.
WHOOSH, WHOOSH, WHOOSH!
The four of them surrounded Chu Lingjun and Long Chen.
"Let’s team up and take one of them down," Long Chen proposed to Chu Lingjun.
"We can barely protect ourselves, and you’re thinking about taking down a War King expert?" Chu Lingjun shook her head.
"There’s a chance. I’m about to make a move. Be ready to strike at any moment."
The next moment, he locked his gaze onto Zhang Ming, unleashing all of his battle qi as he charged.
Dragon Blood Boiling!
Fourth Stage Coiling Dragon Seal—Full Power!
Zhang Ming’s War King Third Layer realm was suddenly suppressed by Long Chen, dropping to the War Sect Ninth Layer.
How can this be? Zhang Ming was baffled.
Facing Long Chen’s attack, he didn’t dare to be careless. A Sharp Sword materialized in his hand.
He slashed out with his sword! Powerful Sword Qi swept forth. The Sword Ancestor was, after all, renowned for its swordsmanship.
Even Long Chen at his peak would have struggled to withstand this blow.
"Now!" Long Chen shouted to Chu Lingjun, not having time to worry about himself.
Chu Lingjun also sensed that Zhang Ming’s strength had dropped significantly. Without hesitation, she moved swiftly behind him and struck his back with her palm.
A powerful surge of battle qi erupted.
Zhang Ming’s qi and blood churned. He spat out a mouthful of blood and crashed heavily to the ground.
Zhang Tianpeng’s expression grew solemn, a flicker of shock in his eyes. He had never imagined that Long Chen and Chu Lingjun, working together, could severely injure a War King Realm Third Level expert.
Meanwhile, Long Chen was also wounded by the Sword Qi, injuring his internal organs.
PFFT!
Long Chen also collapsed to the ground, his face contorted in pain.
His battle qi was completely overdrawn, leaving him in an extremely weak state.
"Let’s go!"
Chu Lingjun grabbed Long Chen and quickly fled.
"You won’t escape from the palm of my hand!"
Zhang Tianpeng gave chase, followed by two disciples at the War Ancestor Realm.
Seeing Zhang Tianpeng and his men in relentless pursuit, Long Chen said to Chu Lingjun, "You go on ahead! Don’t worry about me. Otherwise, they’ll catch up to us soon."
"Stop talking nonsense," Chu Lingjun said. "I wouldn’t have even had the chance to escape without your help. So, I’m not leaving you behind."
WHOOSH, WHOOSH, WHOOSH!
Zhang Tianpeng and the two disciples at the War Ancestor Realm quickly caught up to Chu Lingjun and Long Chen, blocking their path.
"Now, let’s see where you can run," Zhang Tianpeng stared coldly at the two of them.
Chu Lingjun’s brows furrowed. Instead of confronting Zhang Tianpeng directly, she turned her attention to the two Sword Ancestor disciples, who were only at the War Ancestor Realm.
She unleashed a palm strike, killing one of them instantly.
Just as she was about to flee with Long Chen, Zhang Tianpeng suddenly launched his own palm strike.
Seeing no way to dodge, Chu Lingjun had no choice but to turn and face Zhang Tianpeng head-on.
BANG!
Their palms collided.
Chu Lingjun was thrown back more than a dozen steps.
The qi and blood in her body roiled, and her face turned deathly pale.
"You go first!"
With a gentle palm strike, Chu Lingjun sent a wave of force into Long Chen.
The next second, Long Chen was sent flying a great distance.
"Sister Chu..." Long Chen’s face filled with worry.
After all, their opponent was also a War King Triple Realm expert. Alone, she was certainly no match for him.
"You just want to kill me, don’t you?" Chu Lingjun said coldly. "Fine. Bring it on! I’ll fight you to the end!"