"Zhuge Huoyun, come meet your death! Not even the King of Heaven can save you today!"
With a loud roar, Huo Du's magic sword shook violently, like a serpent flicking its poisonous tongue, stabbing straight at Zhuge Huoyun's throat and Life Gate.
At the same time, his two companions launched attacks from left and right, sealing off all Zhuge Huoyun's escape routes.
Facing enemies on three sides and with Dragon River, where not even a goose feather could float, behind him, not to mention his severe injuries and a lost arm, Zhuge Huoyun was incapable of resistance.
Clearly, this was a situation of certain death!
Yet just as Zhuge Huoyun was in utter despair, a familiar shout suddenly resounded.
"If the King of Heaven can't save him, what if I come?"
The voice carried the might of the heavens and earth, rolling in like dark clouds bearing down on a city.
"Puff!"
"Puff!"
"Puff!"
