After taking another direct hit from Shi Xiqu, a trickle of blood oozed from the corner of Martial Artist's mouth. The bronze tint on his body quickly faded, and his face turned pale.
Shi Xiqu coldly sneered at the sight, "I really thought you were invincible."
As he spoke, he swung the tobacco pipe in his hand down towards him.
Jin Zhenming didn't hesitate and turned to run.
Zhao Ya had made it clear to them in advance that if they encountered an unsolvable situation, it was important to first protect themselves.
Compared to one's own life, whether or not Wei Hongbin could be killed was irrelevant.
Jin Zhenming adhered to this principle well. He could no longer hold out, so he withdrew from the battlefield without hesitation.
Shi Xiqu did not pursue him.
The most pressing matter now was to first kill Zhao Ya, then address everything else.
So, he directly lunged towards Shi Donglai's side.
At this time, Shang Tiefeng was also under immense pressure.
