Looking at Lin Chen, who was covered in blood, Miao Shan revealed a grim smile on his face, "Lin Chen, no matter how strong you are, now you only have half a life left. What will you use to fight us?"
"Haha, indeed, what does being in the Innate Realm amount to? Today, you will still die at our hands," Zhao Qian said with a face full of pride.
Wu Yong, clutching his severed arm, showed a fierce grimace, "You little bastard, you dared to cut off my arm. Today I'll make you pay with your life."
Just as the few of them prepared to besiege Lin Chen, suddenly two figures leaped to Lin Chen's side.
"Brother Lin is both empathetic and righteous. I, Xu Ye, will advance and retreat with you," Xu Ye said admiringly as he stood in front of Lin Chen.
"This friend of mine, I, Zhang Yu, am determined." Zhang Yu also spoke with a face full of sincerity.
Seeing the two men that appeared, the expressions on the faces of Miao Shan and the others suddenly turned ugly.
