"No, this is impossible." Zhu Hong stepped back, his gaze towards Ling Chen filled with a hint of fear.
He had originally wanted to take revenge on Ling Chen, but he had never expected the situation to escalate like this. Could this guy really be favored by heaven? No, that couldn't be it. Ling Chen must have some unknown tricks up his sleeve, which is why he managed to kill his two subordinates.
Unable!
Wrinkling his brows, Zhu Hong knew that without Chu Huaiyang by his side, he was no match for Ling Chen alone.
In a split second, Zhu Hong suddenly raised his hand, his wrist flicking lightly and several streaks of cold light shot out, aimed directly at Ling Chen's vital points.
Watching the incoming cold light, Ling Chen snorted softly, his body unmoved. He merely waved his arm, and without any apparent movement, the streaks of cold light were knocked to the ground, creating a 'clang clang' sound.
Darts!
