In an instant face-off, five dead, one injured.
This...
In an instant, everyone in this courtyard, without exception, looked at Chen Yang with horror and dread, their hearts pounding.
Could this be Chen Zhong's true strength?
"Hiss hiss!"
Li Ji took a sharp breath, his mouth dry, his face ashen.
If he hadn't gritted his teeth to endure, he feared he might have already crumbled to the ground, writhing in agony, as the pain of his shattered knees tormented every nerve in his body.
After a moment, Li Ji steeled himself and said, "Lord Shen, I have always respected you, our intention this time was only to invite you to join one of our groups, with no malice."
"Please, my lord, take a step back."
Given the situation, facing this mighty figure, everything else became insignificant. As long as they could survive, it would indeed be a blessing.
After all, Shen Zhong had already slain several Dao Sect experts. Who could guarantee he wouldn't go on a killing spree today?
