"when!"
The Golden Mace hit the Black Dragon Sword and repelled it. However, Chen Lei was hasty in his preparation, and the Golden Mace contained very little true energy, so it only separated the Black Dragon Sword. A dragon whisker transformed from the Black Dragon Sword brushed past Chen Lei's neck.
Suddenly, a deep wound appeared on Chen Lei's neck and blood gushed out.
Chen Lei quickly used his energy to seal the wound, thus stopping the bleeding.
Then, he took out a pill from his storage ring, crushed it, and applied it on the wound. Then he stared at Ma Jiao with cold eyes.
"What's wrong with you? You actually attacked and injured someone. Do you have any shame?"
Fang Cangyu, Di Jiuyang, Lu Chenghong and others were filled with righteous indignation. They surrounded Chen Lei one by one, protected Chen Lei, and then questioned several disciples of Juntian Saint Brother.
"Hmph, what do you mean by sneak attack and wounding? I am just teaching him a lesson, so that he can keep his mouth shut. I am already showing mercy. If I really wanted to hurt him, do you think he could have gotten away with it with his strength?"
Ma Jiao snorted coldly, not feeling the slightest bit ashamed of his sneak attack, and argued loudly.
"I've never seen anyone as shameless as you!"
Fang Cangyu said in a cold voice, then he stopped looking at Ma Jiao and looked at Chen Lei and asked, "Chen Lei, how are you?"
At this time, the blood on Chen Lei's neck had stopped. Although it looked scary, it was not a big deal.
Chen Lei waved his hand to indicate that everything was fine, then took a step forward and looked at Ma Jiao.
"Hey, Horse Face, since you have the guts to attack me, then I will formally challenge you now. Do you dare to accept the challenge?"
"Horse face!"
When Ma Jiao heard Chen Lei calling him, his face suddenly darkened. He sneered twice and said, "You challenge me, why should I agree to you?"
Chen Lei sneered: "Why, are you scared?"
Ma Jiao said disdainfully: "I am afraid, but I just think you are not worth my effort."
Ma Jiao deliberately acted superior in his tone and looked down on Chen Lei.
But in fact, Ma Jiao was a little nervous.
Chen Lei defeated Hu Qilin and knocked him unconscious. In the Juntian Holy Land, he and Hu Qilin had fought many times, but each time ended in a draw.
He was indeed not sure whether he could defeat Hu Qilin when facing Chen Lei, but Ma Jiao, who was too proud to admit it directly.
"Tsk, you coward, you are afraid if you are afraid, why are you making excuses? If you are really not afraid, then accept my challenge. I will bet this Jiaolong chariot, do you dare to fight?"
Chen Lei sneered coldly, his legs suddenly went weak and his face turned pale, but he stood firmly again and looked at Ma Jiao with sharp eyes.
When Ma Jiao saw Chen Lei's situation, he suddenly realized that Chen Lei must have consumed a lot of energy in the battle with Hu Qilin just now, and he hasn't recovered yet.
Moreover, his Black Dragon Sword just brushed past Chen Lei's neck. Although it did not kill Chen Lei, it also caused him to lose a lot of blood. Now Chen Lei's combat power must have declined significantly, even less than 70% of his peak period.
If this is the case, he may have a chance of winning against Chen Lei. Chen Lei's aggressiveness may be a case of bluffing.