"Barbarian, don't come back again, hurry and escape. We don't expect you to save us, stop being so kind!"
Tears fell from Feng Qingcheng's eyes. This was the first time someone was willing to risk their life for her, without expecting anything in return, so she didn't want to watch Chen Nan die in front of her.
"Brother Zhang San... Brother Chen, don't worry about us. If you stay, you truly will die!" Xiao Jian couldn't help but urge him.
But Chen Nan turned a deaf ear to them, eventually returning to stand in front of Lan Zhenyue, his gaze unyielding, though he looked extremely weakened.
"It seems you truly have some skills, but the next strike won't be so simple."
Lan Zhenyue sneered coldly, extending a finger to draw a circle in front of him, within which water vapor gradually condensed into droplets of clear water.
All the droplets simultaneously elongated into sharp needles, which instantly shot densely towards Chen Nan.
