Shoulin scrambled up, failed to steady himself, and dropped to his knees again. He spat out a mouthful of blood and lifted his head.
"What the hell is that thing... Fuck."
Zhao Ritian ignored Shoulin and rushed over. Seeing Lu Chengwen lying on the ground with a sword wound that had pierced through his body, he said in fury, "Who did this?"
Zhuge Xiaohua said, "Lin Jiangxian."
"I'm going to kick his balls to pieces!"
Qi Meishao grabbed him. "Martial Uncle is already chasing him down. You stay here and protect Chengwen."
"Okay."
Fulin, Lulin, and Shoulin gathered together, looked over this way, then exchanged glances.
Shoulin wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. Fulin's face darkened. "Kill them all!"
"Yes!"
Long Aotian took a deep breath. "Come on, you trash."
Lu Chengwen was in unbearable pain. His wound had begun to hurt.
But... these people around him, these people he knew, how were they...
In other people's novels, the supporting characters and female leads were sacrificed to the heavens, and the Male Protagonist became boundlessly powerful. What the fuck, this was completely reversed—they had sacrificed him, a Villain, to the heavens, and now they were boundlessly powerful.
What kind of goddamn brain circuit was that?
Lu Chengwen wanted to crawl up and fight, but Qi Meishao stopped him. "Rest for a bit. There's no rush. Let Zhao Ritian and Long Aotian fight."
There were too many enemies.
All the women and both Tian'ers had entered berserk mode, with no regard for the consequences and no holding back.
The four guards had all broken through some kind of restriction, practically fighting madly with the strength of the Gateless Realm!
The four of them coordinated seamlessly, taking turns coming over to guard Lu Chengwen while the others blocked the