Murong Qingcheng's expression changed slightly, and she immediately said, "Don't be rash. There has to be another way."
Before Chen Wen could respond, Jiang Yunhe burst out laughing first. "Another way? Haha..."
"Don't tell me you think you alone can stir up some great wave."
As he spoke, his tone shifted. "Today, even the gods won't be able to save his life."
Chen Wen ignored the roaring Jiang Yunhe and said calmly, "Just watch from behind me."
"You..." Murong Qingcheng looked as if she wanted to speak but stopped herself.
What she actually wanted to say was, Don't tell me you're planning to take on all thirteen of them by yourself.
That was simply impossible.
Even though she knew Chen Wen's realm and combat strength were heaven-defying, she still felt it was impossible.
But when the words reached her lips, she could only force them back down.
Chen Wen gave Murong Qingcheng a reassuring smile, then said nothing more.
Jiang Yunhe spoke coldly again. "Boy, I originally didn't want to take action."
"But your luck is terrible. Because of Murong Qingcheng, in the end, you still have to die by my hand."
As he spoke, the power inside him gradually began to surge violently.
And behind him, Jiang Yunshan and the others did not slack off either, releasing their own power one after another.
Their purpose was simple: to stand ready.
As long as Jiang Yunhe gave the order, they could take action at once.
It was coming.
Watching all this, everyone involuntarily drew in a deep breath.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!!!
But just then, more than ten figures swept down from the distance.
In the end, they stopped beside Xuanyuan Qingyang.
This was... people from the Xuanyuan Clan?
Everyone was slightly stunned, staring at the scene in shock.
Only one