Pft!
Sun Tianming struggled to straighten up, wiping the blood from his mouth with his sleeve. He had to admit that Lu Qiuming's strength was indeed exceedingly high, far beyond what he could contend with.
"Oh, you actually survived my attack using fifty percent of my strength?"
Lu Qiuming's eyes were filled with unusual excitement. In an instant, his figure moved again and disappeared from his original spot. In the next moment, he was already right in front of Sun Tianming!
"I want to see how much of my strength you can withstand," Lu Qiuming said with a cruel smile.
But at that instant, another person moved simultaneously—Lin Chen.
He had initially been nearby Sun Tianming, and now, seeing Lu Qiuming rushing over, he acted first. With movement, the Tianyan Ancient Sword was already in his hand, and he swung it upward from an angle to the side.
"Hmm?"
