"Ah!" The intense pain made the President roar in fury. He struggled to his feet, only to find Chen Feng already standing before him. The short sword was raised at an angle, its tip less than half a foot from his throat.
Yet the President was not panicked in the slightest. The fact that he could control the entire southern city showed that he had some real ability. Unhurriedly, he reached toward his waist, took a pill from his robes, and swallowed it.
In an instant, a vast surge of spiritual energy coursed through the President's body, causing his previously waning aura to soar sharply.
The President raised a hand and shoved, knocking Chen Feng's short sword an inch off course.
Taking the opportunity, the President rolled aside and escaped Chen Feng's attack range. At the same time, he sprang to his feet and ran into the distance, intending to flee.
"Trying to run?! Dream on." Lin Taichu and Chen Hao hurried after him, but the President's men blocked their way.
Though they were not skilled in close combat, they were no mere decorations. Joining forces to hold them back, they made it difficult for even Lin Taichu and Chen Hao, despite their powerful cultivation, to break free.
"Stay right there!" At that moment, Chen Feng suddenly shot into the air. The short sword in his hand erupted with dazzling red and blue radiance, like flashing lightning.
Then Chen Feng's body abruptly accelerated, hurtling toward the President like a cannonball. At the same time, the short sword swept down with brilliant light, whistling through the air.
The President was terrified out of his wits at the sight. Every hair on his body stood on end, and his heart filled with fear. Yet at this critical moment, he still poured all