Jiuyou solemnly said, "It can be made up for, but it will take time, maybe a month, two months..."
"It's fine, as long as I'm alive, time, I have plenty!" Su Chen's voice became even more hoarse, his eyes firmly fixed on what was before him.
Today, it was either Wu Yu or him who would die.
There was no second possibility.
As long as he could kill Wu Yu, any price was acceptable.
Besides, Jiuyou had already said that even if he overexerted himself, she had a way to help him recover. What else did he have to worry about?
When it came to fighting, Su Chen was always reckless.
He had done his best.
The Tiger Seal of the Eight Divisions Demon-Sealing Seal, still at the Perfection level... if this move couldn't deal with Wu Yu.
If he, Su Chen, were to die, he would have no regrets.
In a flash.
Under the watchful eyes of the crowd.
The golden torrent clashed with the towering Demon Tiger.
