He did not even have time to release his Martial Soul. He did not even have time to release his Martial Soul.
The three of them had already become flickering candles in the wind, their flames of life liable to go out at any moment!
That was the tyrannical power of the Cycle of Life and Death.
It directly extracted one's Life Source!
Unless one's strength far surpassed Chen Fan's, there would not even be the slightest chance to resist!
Chen Fan's expression did not waver in the slightest.
They dared threaten Na'er?
Then they would die.
The reasoning was just like this.
With a slight movement of his palm, he was about to drain all the life force from the three of them completely.
Just then.
An aura as heavy as a mountain erupted without warning from a shadowed corner of the tavern. Like an invisible hand, it forcibly seized the circulation of Chen Fan's Cycle of Life and Death Soul Power!
Chen Fan's movement was interrupted.
He was slightly startled, then turned his gaze toward the shadows.
This aura...
It belonged to the person who had been hiding in the dark, protecting Tang San.
Tang Hao.
Although the Soul Skill had been interrupted, its effects had already taken hold.
Thud!
Thud!
Thud!
Dai Mubai, Oscar, and Tang San collapsed one after another like three dead dogs whose bones had been pulled out.
They panted heavily, their eyes filled with the terror of having narrowly escaped death.
For that instant just now, they had truly believed they were going to die.
Tang San struggled to raise his head and stared fixedly at Chen Fan with eyes full of resentment and fear.
Gritting his teeth, he spoke one word at a time.
"We're leaving!"
They would accept this loss.
They