"Chu Xue sister, Chenfeng brother will definitely win, Chenfeng brother will definitely win, you're right, aren't you?" The large, watery eyes of Tang Xin, caged, misted over.
Seeing Ye Chenfeng continuously retreating, Han Chuxue knew that given the current situation, Ye Chenfeng was undoubtedly doomed. However, in her heart, Han Chuxue inexplicably believed in Ye Chenfeng, believed that he would ultimately defeat Sun Jue.
Han Chuxue nodded slightly, affirmatively saying, "Xin'er, don't worry! I think the pervert will definitely win."
At that moment, Ye Chenfeng was utterly exhausted, even his arms, which had lost sensation, couldn't be raised anymore. His teeth biting down on his lips, his body was still frantically mobilizing Seventh Level Soul Force. If he were to fall now, it wouldn't just mean that Tang Xin and Han Chuxue would become Sun Jue's tools for venting, it also signified that Ye Chenfeng's life was reaching its end.
