Chen Jichuan let out a chuckle.
As he spoke, he reached out and pulled the dagger from his lower body.
Swish!
He hurled it violently.
This move was infused with dark strength, coupled with six levels of inner power, achieving unprecedented speed.
No one in the field was prepared.
Feng Mingming hadn't expected that Chen Jichuan, despite being 'severely injured,' could still launch a sudden attack.
Her heart panicked.
She quickly retreated.
Behind her, a skilled fighter reacted promptly, cleaving upward with a blade. With a loud clang, the dagger was deflected, but the steel blade now bore a notch, and his palms throbbed with pain.
"I've already mastered dark strength, yet I nearly failed to block that strike?!"
The monk-like 'Mad Monk' Yuantong was shaken to his core.
