"Elder Brother Leng!"
The few Lingyue Island disciples' expressions suddenly changed, and they hurried forward to help Leng Qianshang, who was forced to retreat.
After landing, Leng Qianshang retreated a dozen steps before he came to a steady stop, a deep shock lingering on his face.
He glanced down at the blood cave on his shoulder, his face turning increasingly grim. He had thought he could easily defeat Ling Chen, but unexpectedly, Ling Chen had seized a flaw and defeated him in one move.
"Your boxing technique indeed has substantial power, but the flaws are just as great."
Ling Chen's expression was calm as he raised the Thunder Sound Sword in his hand, gently wiping the blood from it.
