"Then let you die first!" Prince Jing was furious, no longer retreating, and fiercely stomped on the lake water, with a whistle rushing toward Zhao Douan.
He must interrupt this guy's Far Mountain Breaking Formation Drum, or even if he wins in the end, the internal injuries would leave him with only a few years to live!
Zhao Douan had no choice but to stop drumming and once again engage in close combat with Prince Jing with a punch and a kick.
No technique, only brute force.
The two wrestled in the water like dragons and elephants entangled, and Zhao Douan truly had no thought of self-preservation, fighting more frantically. Quickly, Prince Jing was terrified; he was afraid!
At this moment, he saw determination in Zhao Douan's calm eyes and realized that the opponent was really fighting desperately, and if the opponent was truly willing to give up his life, could he be left behind? The answer made Xu Wen shiver with fear.
