Immediately afterwards——

"Pfft."

A mouthful of blood spurted out.

The withered old man could no longer maintain his balance and fell from mid-air.

Zhan Changhuan next to him was shocked.

"Mr. Zhu, what's wrong with you?"

He rushed to rescue him and finally caught the haggard old man when he was about to fall to the ground, and then landed safely.

By this time, they were already hundreds of meters away from the barren mountain.

After the withered old man landed on the ground, he immediately sat down cross-legged and used all his strength to expel the power of thunder from his body.

You know, what he encountered was just a burst of lightning.

This small trace made him, a warrior in the late stage of Hunyuan Guixu, so embarrassed. What about Chen Yu who was in the center of the thunder?

"First there was a sudden vision, and then there was a thunderstorm. Damn it, what the hell is going on? However, one thing is certain - Chen Yu is dead! Under such a terrifying thunderstorm

, there’s no way he’s going to survive.”

Zhan Changhuan looked at the barren mountains ravaged by thunder from a distance, and clenched his fists involuntarily.

"Chen Yu, Chen Yu, it's your luck to die in such a relaxed and spectacular way."

There was a trace of regret hidden in his words.

It's a pity that I can't take revenge myself.
Chapter completed!