The Heavenly Monarch Descends! White-Clad Spear King

When they looked again, Chen Changqing was already half-kneeling on the ground once more, his aura utterly wilted.

"I can't hold on..."

Chen Changqing gritted his teeth, a wave of helplessness rising within him.

Though he was strong, his opponents were two True Lords. Lasting until now was already a miracle.

After all, his cultivation was only at Early Tribulation Transcendence.

At this moment, the many cultivators watching from the outskirts of the plaza were utterly shocked by the sight.

"This?"

"I... I didn't see wrong, did I?"

"That brat actually isn't dead?"

"He actually blocked the full-force strike of two True Lord experts!"

"Just where did this kid come from?"

"That's all he's got. His clone has collapsed, and his true body has suffered heavy injuries. He has no strength left to fight."

"In the end, he still cannot escape death!"

"..."

The countless cultivators sighed in amazement.

Furthermore, after seeing the three Immortal Artifacts scattered beside Chen Changqing, many cultivators' eyes burned with desire.

Though they coveted them, no one dared step forward to seize them.

Chen Changqing might have lost all combat strength, but True Lord Duanzui and True Lord Lieyue were still there.

"Five Immortal Artifacts!"

"They'll all fall into the hands of Duanzui and True Lord Lieyue!"

"..."

At the same time, seeing that Chen Changqing was already a spent arrow, True Lord Lieyue and Duanzui both revealed smug smiles.

After a brief pause, the two exchanged a glance and saw the resolve in each other's eyes.

"Brat, die!"

Lieyue roared, and the Lieyue Sword in his hand fiercely slashed down at Chen Changqing.

"It's over!"

True Lord Duanzui said coldly. The Duanzui Sword in his hand was no slower; with a single upward sweep, a jet-black sword radiance shot straight for Chen Changqing.

"**Boom!