"Huabin!"
When Zhu Lu saw this, her face instantly paled. She wanted to break away from the battle, but...
"Swish—"
A cold gleam flashed past. Before she could react, a cut had already appeared on her cheek, followed by a bead of blood dripping down.
She whipped her head around, her eyes filled with venom as she glared at Qin Lan. Her strength had originally been far inferior to Qin Lan's, but after his enhancement, Qin Lan had directly surpassed her. Under his relentless attacks, she could only struggle to hold on.
"You still have time to worry about someone else?"
Although Qin Lan's expression could not be seen clearly beneath his mask, his disdain could be sensed from his tone.
As the First Soul Ring lit up, Qin Lan's speed rose once more. Then, as if splitting into two, he and an afterimage surrounded Zhu Lu.
Although the afterimage had no ability to attack, it still confused Zhu Lu's senses, causing her to fall into a bitter struggle once again.
If this continued, she would be defeated before long.
On the other side, Dai Huabin had already been gravely wounded.
Yet under the effects of the Third Soul Skill, he had not completely lost his combat ability.
Of course, Chen Junting was also holding back. After all, he had said earlier that he would make sure this fellow could no longer act so arrogantly.
With one step, he advanced while holding his sword.
The sword edge was cold and menacing as it swept toward Dai Huabin!
"Roar—"
Dai Huabin stared fixedly at Chen Junting as he closed in, his anger and ferocity utterly undisguised.
Perhaps the pain from the wound across his chest had stimulated Dai Huabin's ferocity. After the recovery power of the Third Soul Skill temporarily stopped