"Damn it!" Dong Zhengyang cursed repeatedly upon seeing the situation, transmitting his voice, "Qin Feiyang, hold on. I'll come help you as soon as possible."
Qin Feiyang glanced back at Dong Zhengyang's situation without showing any signs of panic. Because at this moment, panic wasn't an option!
He turned his head back, continued to charge towards the black skeleton, and said, "Do you think keeping him trapped means you can kill me?"
"An Eight-star War Emperor with such tactics is indeed surprising to me, but that's all it is."
The black skeleton sneered. With a wave of its battle sword, dozens of blood blades appeared, filling the void before it.
"Die!" It let out a scream that sounded like wailing ghosts.
WHOOSH!!! In an instant, the blood blades suspended in the void, like sharp arrows, cut through the night sky and attacked Qin Feiyang.
The bone-chilling intent to kill was spine-tingling!
Qin Feiyang made no moves to dodge, his gaze remained dead calm.
