Age and experience will always prevail. This saying couldn't be truer.
This time, fighting an enemy above his level had almost exhausted Chen Xiaobei's True Qi. If there had only been one or two of them, he could have handled them without a problem. But there were six left, which was more than Chen Xiaobei could manage.
"Brothers, this guy really can't hold on anymore!"
"Let's get him together!"
"Avenge our senior brother!"
In an instant, the members of the Iron Fist Sect swarmed over.
Seeing this, Li Xinghe bit his lips until they bled, his eyes filled with bloodthirsty rage. He had not had an easy life, but in the blink of an eye, the Li Family had been ruined by Chen Xiaobei! This towering hatred could not be erased, even if he ground Chen Xiaobei's bones to dust and scattered them to the winds.
"Chen Xiaobei, I will eat your flesh and drink your blood to appease my grandson's spirit in heaven!" Li Xinghe roared.
