But could they escape?
Although the four of them wanted to flee, the dragon shadow was too fast. It slammed straight into them.
Boom! Boom! Four enormous explosions rang out.
The four men cried out in unison.
All four of them had already been injured. Now that they had been blasted, their injuries worsened, leaving them with only one or two tenths of their combat strength. They fell straight to the ground, with many parts of their bodies reduced to a bloody mess.
Even maintaining flight had become difficult. The moment they circulated their true qi, the pain became unbearable. Their injuries were simply too severe.
Only now did the four of them feel fear.
Jiang Chen's strength was far too powerful. At last, they understood why the genius from before had died at Jiang Chen's hands. Damn it, he was so powerful that even the four of them—three-star geniuses—could do nothing against him when they joined forces. Jiang Chen had defeated them with ease.
Now, the four of them were about to lose their lives.
"Are the three-star geniuses of the Four Great Sects really only this capable?" Jiang Chen sneered.
"Don't kill me! Don't kill me!" Duan Qianlin broke down.
Duan Ruyi also began begging for mercy. None of them wanted to die.
"Demonic Dragon, as long as you spare us, you can name your conditions. As long as it's something we can do, we'll agree to it. The four of us still owe you a favor. How about it?" Wan Xiaorong said solemnly.
Wan Xiaorong was also suffering tremendous pain, but she was clearly much stronger-willed. She endured the agony, and her expression remained far calmer.
"That's right, Demonic Dragon. The four of us are disciples of the Four Great Sects. As long as you let us