THUD. Zhou Fan crashed hard onto the ground. He fought back the excruciating pain that felt like his organs were being torn apart, trying to pull out a Guiyuan Pill, but Qingmu was already upon him again!
'Damn it, I'm not gonna die here, am I?' Zhou Fan cursed inwardly. He grabbed a Guiyuan Pill with his left hand and, with great effort, raised his right hand again to thrust his sword forward!
However, Zhou Fan didn't aim this thrust at Qingmu, but at the ground. He then pushed off the Li Hen Sword, using the force to rapidly propel himself back about three meters!
He swallowed two Guiyuan Pills—one went straight down, and the other he tucked under his tongue. After rolling a few times to gain distance, he finally got back to his feet!
"Damn it! You think you can walk all over me just because I haven't gotten serious?"
