Shi Yue had narrowly escaped disaster, his back soaked in cold sweat. If he had been any slower, he would have been crushed into a bloody pulp.
Liu Chen's eyes nearly popped out of his head at the sight. He exclaimed in shock, "How is that possible? The Little Black Tortoise Formation is said to be able to trap cultivators below Core Formation for an hour. How could you have broken free so quickly?"
"How I escaped is none of your concern. But you're about to be a dead man." Shi Yue sneered.
A brilliant blue glow flared beneath his feet as he charged straight at Liu Chen.
Liu Chen didn't dare let Shi Yue get close and started to retreat.
A clear bell rang out.
Liu Chen felt a sudden, splitting pain in his mind, and his hands faltered.
By the time he came to his senses, Shi Yue was already right in front of him. Shi Yue wore a Silver Armor, and his right fist, wreathed in black light, slammed toward Liu Chen.
A crazed look flashed through Liu Chen's eyes. He swung the Green Long Saber in his hand down at Shi Yue.
Even if he died, he would drag someone down with him.
A shrill scream rang out. Shi Yue's fist smashed into Liu Chen's head. As Liu Chen's saber neared Shi Yue, the silver cloud of lightning shot out several bolts that struck the blade, blocking most of the attack. The remaining force slashed into Shi Yue, but ultimately failed to break through his flesh, which was as tough as a Spirit Tool.
Liu Chen, however, was sent flying. He hit the ground hard, his brains splattered everywhere.
Though Liu Chen had reached Foundation Establishment Great Perfection, he had been up against a freak like