Although City Lord Mu fought hard to stop City Lord Huai because of Mu Mansion, Mu Mansion helped him no matter what, and he would never forget this kindness.
"Kill, kill, kill!"
Yang Chen roared angrily, and kept waving the spiritual weapon dagger in his hand.
The arm holding the spiritual weapon dagger was on the verge of skin necrosis due to his forcible control of the spiritual weapon dagger. Feng Xiaowan had tried his best to treat it. If it could not be cured, he might face the risk of amputation.
But now, because he once again forcibly controlled the spiritual weapon dagger, the skin on his right arm was cracked in large areas, and the entire arm was covered in blood and flesh.
But he still seemed not to feel any pain and kept waving the dagger in his hand.
Whenever he felt that he was about to lose control of himself, he would bite the tip of his tongue hard and try to keep himself calm.
However, he is a human being after all. In this kind of high-intensity fighting, his body has to bear the backlash, and there will eventually be an end.
The pain that his body was about to collapse forced him to use all his speed.
"ah!"
Yang Chen suddenly looked up to the sky and roared angrily, as if he wanted to vent the pain in his body in this roar.
However, pain is not an emotion, so how can it be made to disappear with a roar?
"clang!"
Suddenly, his right hand lost its strength, and the spiritual weapon dagger fell to the ground.
Yang Chen's entire right arm was trembling.
"He has no strength left. Let's all take action together and kill him!"
Suddenly someone saw Yang Chen's situation and shouted excitedly.
In an instant, more than a dozen Transcendent Realm experts from Huaicheng rushed towards Yang Chen and killed him.
The strong men in Mu Mansion had already been impressed by Yang Chen's strength. Seeing this, they all gathered around Yang Chen. Someone shouted loudly: "Protect Mr. Yang!"
Soon, the powerful men from Huaicheng Mansion and Mu Mansion were fighting together.
The Mu Mansion was already at a disadvantage in terms of the number of strong men. Without Yang Chen to fight with a sharp knife, the strong men of the Mu Mansion were retreating steadily.
Yang Chen looked at the ruthless battlefield and gritted his teeth tightly. He tried hard to stretch out his right hand and wanted to pick up the dagger, but the injury on his right arm was too serious and he had no strength at all, so he couldn't pick up the spiritual weapon dagger at all.
After trying several times in a row, he finally determined that his right arm was completely useless.
However, the battle is not over yet, and he cannot fall yet.
City Lord Mu is also fighting frantically with City Lord Huai, but he has been suppressed.
Right now, he is probably the only person who can decide the outcome of the battle.
He suddenly stretched out his left hand and picked up the spiritual weapon dagger.
The moment he picked up the spiritual weapon dagger, that terrifying power filled his body again.
In just an instant, the skin on his left arm cracked.
Just when he was about to rush out, a hand suddenly hit his shoulder and said in a deep voice: "You have done a good job, leave the rest to me!"