In an instant, the two figures tangled together, and battle erupted once more.
This time, however, Yi Chen was clearly at a disadvantage. Wounds kept multiplying across his body, and his blood churned so violently that he nearly coughed it up.
"You damned little bastard! You're still not dead!"
Seeing Yi Chen's injuries, the middle-aged man's expression darkened further. He had never expected his opponent to still be alive.
At that moment, he finally understood why Yi Chen, with his level of cultivation, had held out against him for so long. He possessed a secret treasure.
Boom!
Just as the two fought fiercely, a mass of purple Thunderbolt abruptly appeared beside Yi Chen.
Sensing the aura of the purple lightning, Yi Chen's heart tightened, and he hastily dodged to the right.
Bang!
The purple Thunderbolt exploded against the ground, sending dust billowing into the sky and blasting out a huge crater.
Seeing the power of that Thunderbolt, Yi Chen's expression grew graver.
Although his defenses were astonishing, they still could not withstand a single blow from the purple Thunderbolt!
"Hmph! Your defenses are nothing special!"
At the sight of Yi Chen's reaction, a mocking look appeared on the middle-aged man's face.
"I say, isn't your attack a little too weak?" Yi Chen asked with a derisive smile.
The middle-aged man's expression darkened. "Don't take a mile when you're given an inch!"
"Heh, if I really were taking a mile, you'd already be a corpse!" Yi Chen said coldly.
The middle-aged man's expression instantly turned exceedingly ugly.
"Fine! In that case, I'll grant your wish!"
The middle-aged man roared angrily and kicked off the empty air, his figure instantly turning into a wisp of blue smoke as he charged at Yi Chen.
Gripping the Overlord Dragon Spear, Yi Chen unleashed hundreds