"Sss!"
"Ssss..."
The hissing sound echoed, as the large mass of dense Death Qi gathered in the high sky, all surging into Chen Tang's body...
Staring at the empty void ahead, Chen Tang stood there, mouth agape, with a stupefied and shocked expression.
In truth, relying solely on Death Qi, even though Mu Yanfei had already sustained substantial internal injuries, Chen Tang still couldn't deal with him. All he could do was make him wary, not daring to get too close, but the old fellow would still hang from behind, always chasing.
He might even rush towards Sima Qing, making the situation worse by then.
So, just a moment ago, Chen Tang was in a terribly bad mood, incredibly anxious.
But he never expected that in the blink of an eye, the crisis was resolved, and a powerful Twelfth Stage was actually shattered to pieces in the high sky...
