There's no other way, Chen Tianlong could only close his eyes, highly vigilant of his surroundings.
Meanwhile, Mo Kong continued to meditate, seemingly unconcerned with their fight.
Huh!
While Chen Tianlong remained on high alert, a fist suddenly appeared in front of his chest, startling him. He quickly crossed his hands to block it.
"Boom!"
A dull thud resonated, and Chen Tianlong felt some numbness and a prickling pain in his hands. The force passed through his arms and struck his chest.
At this moment, Chen Tianlong only felt his chest surging with Qi and blood, feeling extremely uncomfortable.
Chen Tianlong was surprised; this person's strength far exceeded his own.
"Boy, you're no match for me. I'll give you one more chance, or else don't blame this old man for being ruthless," Mo Yun advised. After all, Chen Tianlong's skills were indeed mysterious. He could perform Yan Nanfei's ultimate skill, which surely meant he was related to Yan Nanfei.
