"Han Chen, don't say foolish words! Your achievements today are all the result of your hard work! You are a very talented person, don't speak lightly of life and death, we all need you!"
Yu Xiaozi was in tears, the Five Immortals Temple was withering, and the once glorious Five Immortals Temple had now reached a point of decline. Han Chen, as the backbone of the Five Immortals Temple, represented the rarest kind of person there.
"Sect Leader, don't bow down to the Demon Sect for my sake, I'm not worth that!" Han Chen had a smile on his face, having already come to terms with life and death, deciding to face death.
Yu Xiaozi said, "Han Chen, we will definitely save you! We will not abandon you!"
The Holy Maiden sneered, "Not abandon, huh? Fine, I'd like to see how exactly you plan on not abandoning him."
As she spoke, a flash of sword light, and the Holy Maiden chopped off another of Han Chen's arms.
