Duan Chen quietly appeared behind the Saint Heir, he had been waiting for this opportunity all along.
"Saint Heir! Take my palm strike!"
Duan Chen struck with all his might, hitting the Saint Heir's back, but immediately felt a great force rebounding back at him. In that instant, Duan Chen's bones and meridians shattered completely.
"Duan Chen!"
The old monk of Dazhu Temple caught the falling Duan Chen, who was bleeding from all seven orifices, wanting to speak but his mouth only gushed blood. In the end, he couldn't say what he wanted and died in his master's arms.
"Duan Chen..."
The old monk grieved deeply, handing Duan Chen's body to Gao Liu. Gao Liu was also in tears, for Duan Chen was once his master.
Several great warriors were now all injured. Jiang Xiaobai was still struggling, entangled with the Saint Heir, while Yu Xiaozi, Bai Feng, and the old monk from Dazhu Temple were all seriously injured, greatly diminishing their combat power.
