"You can't run away!" Chen Dong roared and immediately controlled Wu Wangjian to chase him.

Even if I can't return to Qingyun Temple, I still have to kill this guy.

This is all Chen Dong's beliefs.

Seeing Chen Dong pursuing him, the seventh-level psychic had no choice but to use the meteor hammer again.

There was another loud "boom", the King Wu sword and the meteor hammer collided again, and the terrifying explosion sounded in the air again.

The aftermath was everywhere, and both of them spurted out blood.

Dots of red blood scattered in the air.

This time, both of them were seriously injured and could not support the next battle, and their bodies fell towards the ground.

"You're dead! Our people are already here!"

Amidst the whirring wind, the seventh-level psychic roared at Chen Dong.

Chen Dong looked up and saw that the killers from the other three sides had gathered together. There were twenty or thirty people chasing him.

"Even if I die, I will still use you as my backer!"

Chen Dong stretched out his hand to summon Wu Wangjian, but unfortunately the remaining internal strength was not enough.

Chen Dong gritted his teeth, mobilized the last bit of his inner strength, and punched the seventh-level psychic hard, and a fierce punch suddenly roared out.

"You madman!" the seventh-level psychic roared.

The punch hit his chest, causing his whole body to fly out.

After this punch, Chen Dong was finally exhausted.

As soon as he closed his eyes, he passed out completely.
Chapter completed!