บท 740: A Story of Snowfield

Unfortunately, as a Spiritual Venerable in the late stage, he was sent flying after only a few punches. Fist prints were all over the armor on him.

However, after he had been sent flying, another seven or eight black-armored guards dashed forward immediately.

After they had been sent flying, another ten soldiers appeared.

It was worse than an attrition battle, since these people were almost endless. It didn't matter to them any more whether they could get Jiang Chen by punches or kicks. To get him, that was their only goal. As a result, they bumped against him directly.

There was once a time when hundreds of people jumped onto Jiang Chen together, weighing him down like a hill.

However, it only lasted for less than two seconds. A shining white light broke out from the soldiers. Then they were bounced off Jiang Chen by the energy surged from him.

Jiang Chen was armed with thunders. He looked like a divinity coming down to earth.