The middle-aged man didn't waste words with Long Bing'er, and the power within him began to flow silently. In just an instant, a faint golden glow slowly rose on the surface of his body.
Seeing this, Long Bing'er's eyes glinted with cold light. She tightened her grip on the two small curved knives in her hand and swiftly charged toward the middle-aged man.
"Clang, clang, clang!" Long Bing'er reached the middle-aged man, and her small curved knives continuously struck his body, creating crisp sounds.
"It's useless. If you weren't injured, perhaps I would have some fear of you, but unfortunately, you're wounded now and can't even break through my defense, let alone kill me!" The middle-aged man's eyes flashed with a bloodthirsty light.
He raised his arm and directly slammed it toward Long Bing'er, the speed astonishing.
