The roar of the Fallen Avenger sent shivers down Chen Xiaolian's spine, but he quickly clenched his teeth and swiftly moved backward!
The flames in the pond surged, and the air's heat instantly became scorching. Chen Xiaolian's fever even curled up within the high temperature, and his exposed skin felt the burning pain.
However, at this moment, he couldn't care about these sensations. Step by step, he retreated, his eyes firmly fixed on the Fallen Avenger.
This guy raised his sword and continued to advance. A lot of holy water had been splashed on the ground, and it seemed that with each step, it experienced great agony. Where his feet touched the ground, dark energy swirled, emitting a sizzling sound.
Meanwhile, Chen Xiaolian raised his gun.
Bang! Bang, bang, bang...
He retreated while pulling the trigger without hesitation, emptying an entire magazine in one go!
