Although he was hit by endless flying weapons, those were no deadly wounds. Liu Changjun was covered by blood and forcibly rushed out to the street. He had lost too much blood. The energy he gathered up to escape had almost vanished. He started to feel blurry in sight. He couldn't hold it anymore, but then he saw a masked man in black show up in front of him!
Liu Changjun didn't spend time in thinking. He just raised his hand and swayed the sword against that man. He had been so exhausted, but suddenly became vigorous again. He rushed over like a mad tiger, with fearlessness!
He thought that if he couldn't rush over, he would die there!
At the moment, the first thing he had to do was break through the surrounding and fled. That was the only way to keep himself safe.
"It's me!"
Ning Biluo shouted.
However, Liu Changjun could only think about rushing over it. He had basically lost his mind. He only followed his instinct to fight. So he struck.