"Kakaka—"
The sound like tearing cowhide.
Behind Li Chen, a pitch black scythe appeared out of nowhere, and out of nowhere it fell.
Although Li Chen reacted swiftly, channeling all his True Qi into defense in an instant, this kind of defense seemed to have little effect on that black scythe.
The moment the scythe fell, Li Chen's true qi defense shattered inch by inch.
This was a gap in True Qi, not in quantity, but in quality.
Although Li Chen's True Qi did manage to block the scythe a bit, reducing some of its attack power, it ultimately did not provide Li Chen with significant help.
The scythe kept tearing through his True Qi, his clothes, and even his skin and flesh.
"Boom!!"
Li Chen's body, like a cannonball, was blasted directly onto the ground by this strike, raising clouds of dust and fallen leaves.
In mid-air, Chu Songlan looked at the bright red bloodstains on his scythe, his expression slightly puzzled.
