"Chen Lei, it feels great to see your good brother die in front of you, doesn't it?"
As soon as Wang Jiufu saw Chen Lei, the long sword in his hand was immediately covered with a layer of fiery red energy, emitting blazing heat, and slashed towards Chen Lei's neck fiercely. Wang Jiufu had not used his full strength just now, and now that Chen Lei appeared, the best way to torture him was to let Chen Lei watch his good brother die in front of him, so Wang Jiufu directly mobilized all the true energy in his body, added it to the long sword in his hand, and slashed it down with one sword.
Wang Jiufu's own cultivation level is the second level of True Qi Realm. Now he is attacking with all his strength. Even if Chen Fan defends desperately, it will be of no avail. There is no way he can block Wang Jiufu's powerful attack.
Feeling the stinging pain in his neck, Chen Fan opened his eyes angrily, and instead of retreating, he advanced, the long sword in his hand dancing into a ball of white light, and shouted: "Chen Lei, don't worry about me, run away..."
After saying this, he pounced towards Wang Jiufu like a mad tiger. Even if he died, he had to buy time for Chen Lei to escape.
"Do you think that fighting with all your might will help? I want you to know that in front of me, you are nothing but a pathetic ant who can be crushed to death at any time."
Feeling Chen Fan's desperate fight, Wang Jiufu sneered with disdain. In the face of absolute strength, fighting desperately was just a joke.
Seeing that Chen Fan's life was hanging by a thread, Chen Lei shook his hands and shot out five purple electric lights. These five purple electric lights seemed to ignore the distance in space. Almost as soon as Chen Lei shot them out, they had already passed through the void and landed on Wang Jiufu and other five people who were besieging Chen Fan. In an instant, the arms of the five people holding weapons turned to ashes in the blink of an eye, and the five people flew backwards heavily.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Chen Lei leaped a few times and came in front of Chen Fan.
"Chen Fan, how are you?"
Chen Lei asked worriedly when he saw Chen Fan covered in blood.
"Brother, I'm fine. These are just flesh wounds."
Seeing Chen Lei coming, Chen Fan's breath finally relaxed. He no longer had the strength to stand and fell to the ground with a thud.
Chen Lei hurriedly took out hemostatic powder and stasis-dissolving powder from his arms, one for external use and one for internal use, and treated Chen Fan's wound. Then he turned and looked at the five Wang family disciples who had slowly woken up.
"Chen Lei, what kind of magic did you just cast..."
When Wang Jiufu saw Chen Lei, it was as if he was looking at a devil. He had no reaction at all just now, but his right hand turned into ashes directly. This kind of thing was far beyond the level that his IQ could understand, so he attributed it to magic.
Chen Lei sneered: "There's no need for a dead person to know so much."
After saying that, he picked up a long sword from the ground and slowly walked towards Wang Jiufu and others.
"You, you can't kill us..."
When Wang Jiufu saw Chen Lei approaching like a killer, he was so frightened that he couldn't even speak clearly.
Chen Lei was not moved at all. He walked up to a disciple of the Wang family and without hesitation, cut off his head with a sword.
"ah!"
The bloody scene frightened Wang Jifu so much that he lost his mind and kept begging for mercy: "Chen Lei, don't kill me, don't kill me, I have the information you need..."
Chen Lei turned a deaf ear to Wang Jiufu's words and killed another disciple of the Wang family.
"You, don't you care about your father's safety? His life is in danger..."