"Cough cough cough..."
Helian Ding kept coughing up blood, his chest sporting a bloody hole. Even the body of a Greatly Accomplished God-King could not withstand Lu Qinglian's fist.
Helian Ding had never suffered such a heavy loss at the hands of someone weaker than himself.
"You're too weak to withstand hits, let's continue."
Lu Qinglian assumed a fighting stance, ready to continue the bout with Helian Ding.
Helian Ding was sweating profusely, thinking that he might actually be beaten to death by Lu Qinglian if this kept up.
"Helian Ding, that guy, is getting thrashed by a brat like this. You two, help me capture Lu Changsheng; our Huangfu Family wants to negotiate with Mount Taihua Sacred Land alone."
Knowing that he couldn't rely on Helian Ding anymore, Huangfu Yin called over two experts from the Huangfu Family to join the attack against Lu Changsheng.
Under Huangfu Yin's command, dozens of Sword Aura Ice Dragons sealed off all directions, trapping Lu Changsheng.
