"Big Brother Yan."
Lingxi looked worriedly at Long Yan, she was very aware of his current physical condition and, in her view, Long Yan was absolutely not fit for battle.
"It's fine. Trust your Big Brother Yan. With such weaklings, even in my current condition, I can easily take care of them."
Long Yan tried to comfort Lingxi, but his words made Qian Jiang feel discontent, he spoke coldly.
"Humph, easily take care of them? What a big talker."
When Qian Jiang spoke, he sneered coldly. He thought Long Yan had no idea of the extent of heaven and earth. They were all geniuses from the Sky Clan, usually so proud, and now so many were attacking an injured Long Yan. If they couldn't succeed, they might as well go die.
"More talk is unnecessary."
Long Yan summoned the Lu Xian Sword, although it was in the dark, the Lu Xian Sword still emitted streaks of cold light; not even the darkness could resist its sharpness.
"Go."
