"Huff huff huff..."
Tang the Protector's retreat gave Tu Qi a moment to catch his breath.
"Are you okay?"
Chen Yang flew close, showing concern for Tu Qi.
"I'm fine, that fellow also possesses faith power! He's quite troublesome and hard to deal with." Tu Qi said, panting.
"The two of us together still can't take him down?"
Chen Yang snorted coldly, raised his sword, and charged forward.
Swordsmanship unleashed, movement technique like a swimming dragon.
Tang the Protector sensed that Chen Yang was slightly stronger than Tu Qi, so he acted with extreme caution.
Every move was defensive, unwilling to launch an attack against Chen Yang easily.
"Brother Chen Yang, I'll help you!" After resting for a while, Tu Qi regained his vigor.
He charged toward Tang the Protector with two cleavers raised.
"You bastard, taste Grandpa Tu's Thirty-Six Routes of the Cleaver!"
Tu Qi growled lowly, the cleavers flashing coldly.
