Encountering a disciple of the Yuantian Sect by chance, Chen Nan felt a bitter sensation in his heart, but there was no avoiding this battle.
The cultivator before him had eyes full of greed, treating him like a monumental achievement.
The flying sword came whistling over, the sharp Sword Qi slicing through the ground, leaving a long gully.
Chen Nan gritted his teeth, his body suddenly vanishing from its original spot, leaving a Seven Stars Mark on the ground, narrowly dodging the flying sword.
Even such a simple movement caused him excruciating pain, rebroken some barely healed bones, and cold sweat instantly beaded on his forehead.
This scene brought great joy to the Yuantian Sect cultivator opposite, eager to applaud: "Haha, indeed a body gravely injured, now it's a real bargain for me!"
