Chu Fei thought at lightning speed.
Although this Six-Winged Fallen Angel had many flaws—defects in its divine structure, a domain restrained by his own, simple and crude combat techniques—it had a solid foundation!
No matter what tricks you have, I'll just smash through them with one hammer blow. What can you do about it?
Yes, the way this Six-Winged Fallen Angel wielded its sword now was better described as wielding a hammer.
Moreover, the trace of true god divinity it possessed put pressure on Chu Fei.
Even with Chu Fei's powerful predictive ability, he could do nothing against such frenzied attacks—prediction required time to evade. Yet he did not have even a moment to spare. Besides, this was a Six-Winged Fallen Angel. It possessed similar abilities as well.
In truth, Chu Fei's foundation was roughly equal to that of this Six-Winged Fallen Angel. But there were simply too many Fallen Angels. The large number of Four-Winged Fallen Angels attacking together pinned down Chu Fei's domain, effectively cutting off one of his arms.
Amid the mad collisions, Chu Fei kept retreating. Gradually, Shangguan Qinghong and the others vanished from sight.
Something had to change!
Wisdom Dewdrops were being consumed, but the results were far from ideal. It was not that Wisdom Dewdrops were ineffective; Chu Fei's body had already reached its limit.
In a collision between foundations, there truly was no room for tricks.
Five seconds passed in the blink of an eye. Chu Fei barely held on through his inexhaustible physical strength.
Suddenly, a gleam flashed in Chu Fei's eyes. The longsword in his hand spun sharply as he casually unleashed the Tai Chi Sword.
"Whoosh..." The sword light strangely swept aside the Six-Winged Fallen Angel's greatsword. Chu Fei's figure darted away from the direct path of the attack, leaving