"Damn it! Damn it!" Feng Jun cursed in his heart. From the time the encirclement formed until now, several dozen breaths had passed, and even though the leader and Yinn Hongbo hadn't arrived yet, it was still tolerable. But how could Huangfu Zhuqing and Zhuang Qing have been in the array for over twenty breaths without breaking it and killing Lu Qian!
He is just a mere late-stage Qi Cultivation practitioner! Even if he is an array cultivator, in this desolate mountain without a spirit vein to rely on, how could he possibly hold off two Foundation Establishments?
Huangfu Zhuqing and Zhuang Qing, you useless fools, useless!
Right now, preserving his life was paramount. Feng Jun called back the spirit sword that had been knocked away, dumped the few remaining disciples, transformed into escape light, and turned to flee.
If I leave, this female cultivator will definitely go to save Lu Qian. Huangfu Zhuqing, Zhuang Qing, you two better fend for yourselves and pray for good luck.
