With a deafening boom, Chen Fei'er was sent flying by the blow. She smashed through a stone wall and crashed heavily to the ground. Every bone in her body ached unbearably, and she could not help crying out in agony. She struggled to her feet, only to hear the whistle of something cutting through the air.
A treasured sword appeared above her head.
Lin Taichu had already charged in with his sword.
Chen Fei'er roared and unleashed a secret art. Purple haze swirled around her body, and a thick layer of scale armor emerged over her skin, like metal, gleaming with a crystal-clear luster.
Lin Taichu slashed down with his sword, striking the scale armor and producing a sharp, piercing clang.
Lin Taichu frowned. This armor had actually blocked his fierce strike.
"Die!"
He roared and struck out with a claw of his left hand. His nails were incomparably sharp, gleaming with a chilling dark light like steel hooks. The muscles in his left arm bulged, veins standing out one after another.
Before Chen Fei'er could resist, Lin Taichu's claw struck her chest. Blood immediately sprayed out.
"Ah..."
Chen Fei'er let out a miserable scream and was flung away by the claw.
She crashed heavily onto the ground and spat out another mouthful of blood.
Lin Taichu walked toward her step by step and said coldly, "I hate being threatened most of all, especially by women. Today, I will make sure you can never be reborn."
His voice was ice-cold, like ten-thousand-year-old frost. He had already lost his reason. His mind was filled with the scene of his father being murdered all those years ago. Hatred flooded his heart, and he only wanted to carve this enemy into a thousand pieces.
Chen Fei'er's face instantly turned pale as she forced