Chen Fei was like a candle flame in the wind at that moment, his Aura liable to scatter at any time. A small half of his body had already turned to ash, but the vanished parts were constantly recovering, only to be annihilated again.
"You actually dared to dodge!" Wu Han looked at Chen Fei, the killing intent in her eyes utterly undisguised.
As Wu Han saw it, if Chen Fei had obediently let her grab him just now and block in front of her, then she would have had strength left to pursue Tu Ying, instead of watching helplessly as Tu Ying escaped.
A tiny human, a tiny Dao Fusion Realm Early Stage—ever since the chess game began, he had refused to know his place. He deserved death. He deserved to be killed!
When Chen Fei heard Wu Han's words, then saw her expression at that moment, his body, which had been recovering, abruptly stopped there.
"This can be blamed on me too?" Chen Fei raised his head and looked at Wu Han, his pale face turning cold.
"Impudent! Who do you think you're talking to!"
He Yan barked harshly and took a step forward, arriving in front of Chen Fei.
"Hurry up and resist. That way, I'll have a reason to execute a few more of you humans!"
As He Yan spoke, he slapped his palm toward Chen Fei's cheek.
He Yan could tell that Wu Han had developed killing intent toward Chen Fei, and at that moment, He Yan also needed someone to vent on, to release the stifling frustration in his chest.
Wasn't this grievously wounded, dying human the best choice!
Chen Fei said nothing, only turned his head to look at He Yan.
The palm He Yan slapped over did not land on Chen Fei