The Devil Race's Movements
Fang Tianbei finished speaking, then retreated.
Fang Tianbei had expended a great deal of energy and suffered severe injuries. If the fight continued, he had no confidence.
He did not want to lose his life here. The appearance of Long Xia had become an unforeseen variable.
Fang Tianbei's figure flashed, transforming into a streak of light as he left.
After Long Xia and Jiang Chen saw Fang Tianbei leave, they both breathed a sigh of relief. If Fang Tianbei had fought to the death, neither Long Xia nor Jiang Chen had any confidence that they could defeat him.
Fortunately, Fang Tianbei had left.
Jiang Chen also relaxed, but then his expression changed. With a "wa" sound, he spat out a large mouthful of blood.
Jiang Chen had forcibly suppressed his injuries earlier. Now that Fang Tianbei was gone, he finally stopped suppressing them and spat out the blood. His face was pale, and his aura was weak.
If he had continued fighting by force, Jiang Chen truly would not have been able to hold on.
"Dragon Lord, I have you to thank for helping me this time. If it weren't for you, I might well have died here." Jiang Chen spoke weakly.
He was deeply grateful for Long Xia's intervention. It was precisely because Long Xia's sneak attack had succeeded and severely wounded Fang Tianbei that Fang Tianbei withdrew after realizing he could not defeat the two of them.
"All right, don't say too much. There's no time to waste. Let's leave here quickly. Who knows whether the other side will bring more powerful experts? If they have reinforcements, it won't be good for us. We'll leave first, then talk." Long Xia spoke.
Next, Long Xia released a flying ship and took Jiang Chen away.
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