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"Young Master, watch out!" Qin Lüguang and Zhu Yanfeng cried out.
The icy, vicious needle swept past Qin Lüguang and Zhu Yanfeng and stabbed straight toward Chen Xiaojun's brow!
Yet the expected sight of Chen Xiaojun groaning, retreating, or even suffering a mental collapse never materialized.
Three inches from his brow, the sharp needle seemed to strike an invisible, incomparably resilient "surface of water."
An exceedingly faint ripple spread through the air, almost visible to the naked eye.
Humm...
A hum so low it seemed almost imaginary briefly reverberated through the space.
Chen Xiaojun stood where he was, his body not swaying in the slightest.
His deep, tranquil eyes did not so much as blink. Only deep within his pupils did two red stars seem to flicker and vanish.
Within three feet of him, the invisible barrier that had kept the bloody fiendish qi at bay suddenly revealed an exceedingly faint dark gold glimmer, pure and condensed to the utmost. It appeared and vanished in an instant, silently dissolving the lethal impact.
Yet in the next instant, a suffocating sight unfolded: the invisible needle plunged into Chen Xiaojun's brow.
Dou Jing laughed wildly. "Hahaha... even if I die today, it'll have been worth it!"
"You're courting death!" Qin Lüguang roared in fury, blood-red light surging in his eyes. He stepped forward, his millstone-sized fist carrying a bloody gale of soul power as he moved to blast Dou Jing's head apart on the spot! For anyone who dared attack the Young Master, his only answer was the most savage violence!
"Old Qin! Wait!" Zhu Yanfeng's voice rang out like exploding thunder. He did not move, but a weight of soul power as solid as a mountain instantly bore down on Qin Lüguang's punch, forcibly