If he truly fought alone, he definitely would not have been a match for this Purple Gold Dao slave. He might not even have done better than Zhu Kai and the others. The difference was that this Purple Gold Dao slave was utterly single-minded.
Being single-minded had its advantages, but naturally, it also had its drawbacks.
Because right now, the Purple Gold Dao slave had eyes only for Wang Tong. As long as he attacked, he would definitely strike Wang Tong. There was no possibility of dodging away.
That gave Yang Chen far more options than the others.
"How should I do this?" Yang Chen frowned.
The next moment, he abruptly summoned the Thunder God. His divine soul gathered, transforming layer upon layer of lightning into a sharp sword. The instant this sword appeared, it shot straight toward the Purple Gold Dao slave.
As he did this, Yang Chen did not remain idle. At the same time, he unleashed Triple Flames, hoping to block the Purple Gold Dao slave.
Layers of Triple Flames surged forth, directly blocking the Purple Gold Dao slave's path. Yang Chen had originally thought they would have some effect. Yet to his surprise, the Purple Gold Dao slave smashed his Triple Flames to pieces with a single sword strike.
Of course, his Triple Flames had not been entirely useless. Though shattered in one blow, they still bought time. In that instant of delay, they gave Wang Tong enough time to retreat.
As a result, the sword formed from the Thunder God suddenly descended from the sky and viciously stabbed into the Purple Gold Dao slave's back.
The Purple Gold Dao slave's entire body stiffened. His body was hard as iron, and the sword formed from the Thunder God did not pierce through him. Still, it diverted