Boom! Boom!
Two muffled crashes rang out. The True Martial Sect's true disciples and elder were struck as if by lightning, their bodies hurled away. Fierce gales tore several ragged wounds across them, and blood gushed out at once!
They collapsed to the ground, their chests barely rising and falling. No matter how they struggled, they could not manage to get back up. His Highness Tianhuang had merely struck casually, yet the two of them were already gravely wounded!
With no help from his fellow disciples, Lu Chong could no longer control his stiffened body either. He fell from the clouds and slammed into the ground, leaving a deep crater and sending clouds of dust billowing into the air!
"Cough, cough, cough..."
Violent coughing came from within the dust. Lu Chong shakily rose to his feet. His neatly combed long hair was now disheveled, and between the strands veiling his face, two dim eyes showed through. His cheeks were ashen.
"Cough... in the end, I still couldn't beat the two of them working together."
Sensing the grave injuries within him and the sharp pain coursing through his body, Lu Chong's left hand trembled slightly. At last, he took out the Jade Talisman he used to send messages.
"With things as they are, I can no longer turn the tide on my own. I still have a little Yuan Power left. I should... be able to hold out until Dao Lord Tai Xuan arrives."
"As long as I can get my junior brothers out of danger, then I, Lu Chong, will have repaid the sect and Master for all the years they spent raising and teaching me."
"As for repaying them... perhaps I can only do that in my next life..."
Lu Chong gave a wry grin to himself. Without the