Chen Nan's blood had already stained his robe red.
"A mere scratch. With just the two of you lowlifes, what can you do to me!"
Chen Nan moved steadily, the Crack Sky Hand constantly bombarding the three Flying Swords.
However, despite his efforts to suppress the injury, the heart, unlike other organs, cannot function if the blood flow is impeded, rendering the Inner Strength incapable of circulation, leaving no way to face the enemy.
As the blood continued to flow, Chen Nan's complexion gradually paled.
Long Zhigang burst into laughter and said, "You're merely struggling on the brink of death. Though you have a strong physique, once your blood runs dry, I refuse to believe you can withstand my attacks."
"Ignorant madman!"
Chen Nan's body shook violently, and his violent Gang Qi instantly sent the three flying swords scattering: "Even if I, Chen Nan, am to die today, I will take both of you down with me!"
