Heaven-Sent Divine Weapon

Although he had encountered one stroke of fortune after another since crossing over, and his strength had soared by leaps and bounds, he had only cultivated for two months. Even if he could look down upon the younger generation's Heavenly Prodigies, and even had the strength to fight a King Realm expert, before a supreme mighty figure, he was still as weak as an ant.

Facing an old fossil like Huang Wuming, who had no martial virtue and bullied the younger generation, he was utterly powerless.

Beside them, the one-armed middle-aged man watched Xiao Chen with gloating eyes, thinking, This time, the grudge of my severed arm should finally be settled, right?

With someone like Huang Wuming acting personally, there were only a handful of people in all Great Xia who could stop him. Xiao Chen was dead for sure this time!

"Hmm? You still won't kneel and accept death?"

Seeing Xiao Chen still holding on, the golden light in Huang Wuming's eyes grew even brighter. Xiao Chen's body bent lower and lower, while more and more blood flowed from the corner of his mouth!

"Stop! I'll go with you! Let my junior brother go!" Lin Qingxian cried.

She had always been icy and aloof, rarely ever losing control of her emotions like this. But Dong Wenjian had just died, and Xiao Chen was now facing a life-or-death crisis. All of it had happened because of her. How could her heart not shatter?

"Let him go? He killed so many people from my Martial Hall. How could he possibly have a way to live?" Huang Wuming said indifferently.

"You only want to capture me. Eldest Senior Brother is already dead. I'm begging you, let my junior brother go!" Lin Qingxian knelt before Huang Wuming and pleaded.

She felt that her