"Don't kill me! Everything can be discussed—anything can be discussed!"
Blocked by the Xuanyuan Sword intent, Wu Zisheng had had no time at all to save Miao Wanhua just now. He could only watch helplessly as Miao Wanhua was slain.
At this moment, Ao Bozhong was no different from dead. No one could help him, not even if Wu Zisheng had been uninjured right now, with all the power in his body at its peak.
But what of it? Ao Bozhong and Miao Wanhua had both been at their peak, and both had been slain by the other party with a single sword strike.
"We'll discuss it later!"
The Qian Yuan Sword flipped, and Chen Fei thrust his sword toward Wu Zisheng.
Hearing Chen Fei's words, Wu Zisheng felt as if he had plunged into an ice cellar.
Before coming, all he had thought about was how to guard against the other party relying on teleportation to escape. He had bought an Array Plate, discussed battle tactics, and planned how to suppress the other party's space step by step.
Thinking back on it now, how laughable it all was.
Now that he had discovered he was no match and wanted to flee, how could he possibly get away when the other party possessed Innate Teleportation?
Even if he burned his divine soul, he still could not outrun teleportation. In the end, he still would have to be killed.
"No, there's a chance. There has to be a chance!"
Wu Zisheng's heart was filled with terror and turmoil, yet he kept forcing himself to calm down. Having cultivated for several hundred years, Wu Zisheng had faced countless dangers great and small, so he naturally understood that panic would serve no purpose.
Only by staying calm could he ultimately come up with