Mu Yuan had already experienced the power of Lin Chen's Formation, so he abruptly stopped and retreated swiftly.
"Bai Jian, be careful."
At this moment, Bai Jian had already charged in front of Lin Chen.
He had sensed something was amiss, but he still didn't believe that this young man had any skills to challenge two opponents stronger than himself alone.
However, when he stepped into the colorful halo, a chilling cold instantly enveloped his entire body.
Feeling this icy sensation, Bai Jian turned pale, especially with the needle-like crisis feeling making him quiver in fear.
"Damn it!"
Bai Jian sensed the change underfoot and tried to dash out of the formation in a flash.
But once inside the formation, how could Lin Chen let him leave so easily?
"Swoosh!"
Before he could react, Lin Chen's mind moved, and the colorful halo flashed brilliantly, instantly encasing Bai Jian in beams of seven-colored sword light.
