Chen Fei'er sneered. She did not take the injured Lin Taichu seriously. She waved her hand, signaling her subordinates to stop attacking. She wanted to deal with Lin Taichu personally.
The two clashed again. Although Lin Taichu was severely wounded, his moves remained vicious, every strike aimed directly at Chen Fei'er's vital points. Though Chen Fei'er held the upper hand, she did not dare let down her guard. She knew Lin Taichu's martial arts were unfathomable; the slightest mistake could allow him to turn the tables.
After dozens of exchanges, Lin Taichu's strength gradually gave out, and his attacks began to slow. Seizing the opportunity, Chen Fei'er struck him in the chest with her palm, sending him flying.
Lin Taichu crashed heavily onto the ground. He felt his internal organs churning, and a mouthful of blood burst from his lips. He knew he had reached his limit, but there was no fear in his eyes—only determination.
Chen Fei'er snorted coldly and was about to deliver the killing blow when a figure suddenly descended from the sky and blocked her path in front of Lin Taichu.
"Chen Fei'er, you've gone too far!" The newcomer was Li Xiuwen. Though his face was pale, his presence remained imposing.
Surprise flashed through Chen Fei'er's eyes when she saw Li Xiuwen. "Li Xiuwen, you're still alive?"
Li Xiuwen said coldly, "How could I die so easily before seeing you receive the punishment you deserve?"
Chen Fei'er sneered. "Do you think you can still stop me?"
Li Xiuwen did not answer. He merely stood quietly before Lin Taichu, like an insurmountable great mountain.
Chen Fei'er knew Li Xiuwen's strength could not be underestimated, so she did not dare act rashly. The two sides fell into a standoff, and the atmosphere grew tense to the extreme.
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