Yang Chen had consumed too much just now, and it was the time when he needed to recover quickly.
With the sword rain attack just now, the seven strong men who wanted to help the Taoist Buyi kill Yang Chen all looked fearful, and no one dared to take a step forward.
The commoner's face was covered in blood, and one of his eyes was blinded by the sword rain attack just now.
His face was full of ferocity. As the top killer of the Holy Palace, he had never suffered such a serious injury.
Half of his left hand was chopped off by Yang Chen with a spiritual dagger, and now another eye was blinded by Yang Chen's sword rain.
His strength has been greatly reduced, and he is afraid that he will never be able to reach the late stage of the Nine Extraordinary Realms again.
Yang Chen glanced at the commoner Taoist and others, and said coldly: "Do you want to continue?"
The commoner Taoist stared at Yang Chen with a ferocious expression, and said through gritted teeth: "I would like to see how much strength you still have now after you injured so many people with the power of the water element just now?"
After saying that, he rushed directly towards Yang Chen.
Yang Chen took a deep breath, held the spirit dagger tightly in his right hand, and stared fixedly at the commoner Taoist who was rushing towards him.
Now, he has reached the end of his strength, and he is using his willpower to hold on. If it weren't for the pill that Feng Xiaowan left for him to restore his physical strength, he might not be able to hold on anymore.
But he also believed that Taoist Taoist Buyi had reached the end of his strength, and now it was up to him to die first.
"Yang Chen, die!"
The commoner Taoist had already rushed over, suddenly raised his right palm, and his Vajra Palm fell hard towards Yang Chen's head.
Yang Chen gritted his teeth, grabbed the spiritual dagger in his hand, and swung it forward.
What surprised Yang Chen was that the Taoist Taoist's right palm, which was about to hit his head, suddenly grabbed the edge of the spiritual dagger.
Yang Chen was shocked, what did he want to do?
"Die!"
The commoner Taoist roared angrily and pushed his knee towards Yang Chen.
Yang Chen didn't expect that the Taoist Buyer would make such a move. Before he could react, the Taoist Buyer kneed him in the stomach.
"Bang!"
There was a loud noise, and Yang Chen felt that all his internal organs had been displaced, and a strong pain came from his stomach.
He couldn't care less about the pain, and the Taoist priest pushed his knee towards his stomach again.
Yang Chen also raised his knees suddenly.
"Bang!"
Their knees hit each other, making a dull impact sound.
"Bang bang bang!"
Next, their knees clashed wildly.
The commoner Taoist held the edge of the spirit dagger tightly, and Yang Chen could not break free at all.
The two could only exchange blows with their knees.
The onlookers around were all stunned. Are the two of them fighting for their lives?
At this moment, a strong sense of crisis suddenly struck, and the hairs all over Yang Chen's body stood on end at this moment.
With a sudden force, he finally dodged the spirit dagger from the Taoist Buyi's hand. At the same time, he kicked the Taoist Buyi in the chest.
"Bang!"
The commoner Taoist was kicked ten meters away and fell heavily to the ground, unable to get up again.
And that strong sense of crisis had already arrived. Yang Chen suddenly turned around, grabbed the spiritual dagger in his hand, and drew it behind him.
But the moment he waved the dagger, he suddenly saw a familiar face.
"Xiaoyi!"
Yang Chen exclaimed, quickly retracted his strength, and at the same time forcibly changed the direction of the spiritual dagger.
If he didn't change direction, Ling Dagger might kill Qin Yi.
However, the moment he changed the direction of the spiritual dagger.
"puff!"
A short dagger was inserted into Yang Chen's body.
Yang Chen's eyes widened and he looked at Qin Yi with an indifferent expression.