He Pingsheng appeared calm, but in truth, his heart had long since been overwhelmed by lingering fear.
Far too careless!
He had really come within a hair of dying just now.
If he had not protected himself with a divine talisman beforehand...
In particular, He Pingsheng was no brainless Divine Mortal. He had exceptionally rich combat experience, and while fighting that eighth-layer Divine Mortal, he had been guarding against the other man at every moment.
He Pingsheng had even seen that fellow take out a mysterious Divine Artifact. At the time, he had thought he could defeat the eighth-layer Divine Mortal before his opponent activated it, then deal with the other man's attack.
Yet he had never expected that the Divine Artifact would release a streak of green light the instant it was pointed at him.
Fast!
The green light was outrageously fast, impossible to dodge.
Bang...
After spreading out the black and white World-Grinding Discs, He Pingsheng still felt uneasy and hurriedly applied another [Miasma-Warding Divine Talisman] to himself to guard against a second attack.
At this sight, the seventh-layer fellow immediately understood and sneered, "And here I thought you really were some prodigy with Hundred Poisons Immunity!"
"So you were borrowing the power of this Miasma-Warding Divine Talisman?"
"This is your Hundred Poisons Immunity?"
"Brother Sanyuan, do you see? This brat is a menace. We can't let him live!"
"Otherwise, we'll be the ones dying in the future!"
"Kill..."
As soon as the seventh-layer man spoke, both men wielded their Divine Artifacts and charged at He Pingsheng.
He Pingsheng's eyes narrowed slightly.
He certainly could not win a fight against two opponents, since their cultivation was far above his.
But one against one, his chances of winning were still quite high.
"Niu Ding... hold off that Sanyuan... just