A martial Honor's attack had actually been swallowed up without a sound!
Cao Yaxing's face was also drained of all color, while Geng Qiu's body went limp, and he almost fainted.
Di Jia suddenly grunted softly, and black blood flowed out of the corner of his mouth. He wiped it with his hand and snorted,"I'm actually injured?" How was that possible? I'm unrivaled in the world. You were actually injured by a few juniors?"
He seemed to be unable to accept it and was stunned.
After a while, he came back to his senses and stared at Qian Wudi coldly, " "You can injure this Lord. Even if you turn into ashes, you should be proud!"
"Hmph, hurt you? I'm going to kill you!"
Suddenly, an ice-cold voice came. Xu Qing's eyes flickered as he shouted, " "God's prayer, descend!"
A demonic light flashed in his eyes. Suddenly, his entire body relaxed, and his head drooped down as if he was dead. However, he still stood there upright, motionless.
