"Chen Tianlong, be careful!"
In the misty drizzling rain, Wu Mengting watched as Chen Tianlong was surrounded by a large group of people, her heart pounding nervously. After all, these people seemed quite tough, and there were four of them.
It's said that two fists can't defeat four hands, surely Chen Tianlong wouldn't be able to hold on for long.
"Don't worry, I'm not ready for heaven yet!"
Chen Tianlong still gave Wu Mengting a beautiful smile. Even if it was the last moment of his life, he couldn't let Wu Mengting be worried and afraid.
He took a deep breath. Honestly, he wasn't sure about this battle.
During the previous fight with Tang Xiao, he already felt the pressure. Battling with practitioners of the Yellow Dao Seven Stars was indeed challenging, consuming a lot of stamina, and now four opponents at once, he really couldn't imagine the difficulty.
He could only deal with the situation step by step.
