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"Young Master, look out!" Qin Luguang and Zhu Yanfeng cried out in alarm.
That ice-cold Fierce Needle swept past Qin Luguang and Zhu Yanfeng, stabbing fiercely toward Chen Xiaojun's brow!
However, the expected scene of Chen Xiaojun groaning, retreating, or even mentally collapsing did not happen.
Three inches before the sharp needle touched Chen Xiaojun's brow, it seemed to slam into an invisible, incomparably tough "water surface."
A ring of extremely faint ripples, almost visible to the naked eye, even spread through the air.
Bzz...
A hum so low it was almost an auditory hallucination echoed briefly through the space.
Chen Xiaojun stood where he was, his figure not swaying in the slightest.
His deep, calm eyes did not even blink. Only, in the depths of his pupils, two red stars seemed to flicker faintly and vanish.
Within three feet of him, the invisible barrier that had always isolated the bloody killing aura suddenly revealed an extremely faint yet pure and condensed dark-gold glimmer, appearing and disappearing in an instant, silently dissolving that deadly impact.
Yet in the next instant, a suffocating scene appeared. The invisible sharp needle immediately rushed into Chen Xiaojun's brow.
Dou Jing laughed wildly. "Haha... Even if I die today, it was worth it."
"You're courting death!" Qin Luguang roared in fury, blood light surging in his eyes. He stepped forward, his millstone-sized fist carrying Soul Power with a reeking wind, about to smash Dou Jing's head to pieces on the spot! Toward such an act of daring to attack the Young Master, he had only the most violent response!
"Lao Qin! Wait!" Zhu Yanfeng's voice rang out like thunder. His body did not move, but a Soul Power as heavy as a mountain instantly pressed down on Qin Luguang's fist force,