"Boom!"
Goo Xiefeng and the others joined forces.
The fierce assault instantly forced Qin Chen to retreat.
Qin Chen's body felt as if struck by a giant hammer, like a kite broken from its line flying aside.
Before Qin Chen could regain his stance.
Goo Xiefeng's group immediately followed with another attack.
"Using rain as the blade."
Qin Chen was amidst the torrential rain, he raised his hand and stretched forward.
Sword Intent surprisingly fused into the rainwater before him.
Every drop of rainwater flickered with sharpness.
These rainwaters surrounded Qin Chen, seemingly frozen.
As Goo Xiefeng's group charged at him.
Qin Chen fiercely pushed it forward.
"Swish, swish, swish!"
The torrential raindrops resembled locusts, flying densely towards Goo Xiefeng's group.
Speed fast as lightning, quantity like a chaotic mess.
Goo Xiefeng's group had to defend.
