Yun Qingyue did not retreat.
She merely released his hand, stepped back half a pace, and stood at his side.
Not behind him, but at his side.
Shoulder to shoulder.
The severed-handed Corpse General had already charged over. A new hand had grown from its severed wrist, larger than the old one, its nails like five daggers.
Lu Chen drew a deep breath and raised the Azure Dragon Halberd.
Black light flared anew at the halberd tip—not thirty percent, but fifty.
He burned fifty years of his lifespan, forcibly wringing out more Godslaying power.
Intense searing pain surged from his internal organs, as though fire were burning inside him. A trace of blood seeped from the corner of his mouth, yet the hand gripping the Azure Dragon Halberd did not tremble in the slightest.
The Corpse General rushed before him, its enormous palm slamming down.
Lu Chen twisted aside to evade it. The halberd tip swept in an arc and slashed across the Corpse General's waist. Black light cut through its scales and flesh, leaving a three-foot wound along its side. Black blood gushed out, splattering onto the ground and corroding pit after pit into it.
The Corpse General howled and spun around, its other hand sweeping sideways.
Lu Chen ducked beneath it and drove the Azure Dragon Halberd out in a backhand thrust, striking the joint behind its knee dead on. The halberd tip pierced through the gap in the joint and emerged from the other side. The Corpse General's right leg buckled, and it dropped to one knee.
"Now!" Tuoba Shan's roar came from afar.
Lu Chen did not hesitate. He leaped into the air, landed on the Corpse General's shoulder, reversed the Azure Dragon Halberd, aimed its tip downward at the seam in the bones atop its