"Me? How could I possibly hold him off?"
Right now, Bai Ting was circulating his magical power to purge the deadly poison from the Fiery Flame Arrow.
He didn't have any strength left to fight Lin Chang'sheng.
He was already lucky Lin Chang'sheng wasn't causing him trouble—fight back?
That'd be like an ant trying to stop a carriage!
"Want to run now? Leave your life behind!"
Lin Chang'sheng wouldn't let Nie Buping escape—if all five Sect Leaders joined up, killing him would be way harder.
As he finished speaking, Lin Chang'sheng flashed in front of Nie Buping and swung his fist down like lightning.
Seeing the menacing Fist Aura crash towards him, Nie Buping knew his physical body couldn't take it.
He instantly pulled out his Spirit Treasure: the Nine Demons Shield.
This Nine Demons Shield was as black as ink, decorated with multiple bull-horned skull patterns.
Boom—
Lin Chang'sheng's powerful punch slammed into the Nine Demons Shield, unleashing a violent roar.
