Feng Baiyi screamed as his body flew a dozen feet away and heavily smashed onto the tree which he had hidden behind earlier. The tree shook for a moment, and leaves began to flutter onto the ground.
Feng Baiyi sprawled on the ground and coughed out a couple of mouthfuls of blood. Even after a long while, he could not bring himself up.
Yun Che’s internal injuries worsened by another level, and his face began to pale as a thin line of blood trickled down from the corner of his mouth. He spent no more time delaying as he leaped forward and swung his Overlord’s Colossal Sword towards Feng Baiyi’s neck without hesitation. If this attack were to really land, it was enough to smash Feng Baiyi into smithereens.
As death loomed close, Feng Baiyi’s body shrank back in panic. At the same time, he let out an extremely horrified roar, “Uncle Fang, hurry and save me!”
The moment Feng Baiyi howled, an old man’s angry, ear-splitting roar suddenly came from the sky, “Junior! Don’t you dare harm my young master!”