His eyes were solemn, with a determined gaze that seemed ready to embrace death. The longsword in his hand trembled slightly, yet emitted a chilling glow, as if declaring his unyielding stance to the enemy.
He was well aware of the gap between himself and Liu Yuansong and Shadow.
But he still pressed forward fearlessly.
Even if he could only buy Xu Wendong one second of time, he was willing to do it.
Seeing Zhen Jing step forward at this critical moment.
Si Yao and the others revealed looks of disbelief.
After all, even Xu Wendong, as strong as he was, couldn't match Liu Yuansong.
Yet Zhen Jing, a True Immortal Realm expert, was forging ahead without hesitation.
This was certainly admirable.
Witnessing this, Wang Tong snorted coldly, ridiculing contemptuously: "Zhen Jing, you're seeking your own death. With your trivial cultivation level, you dare attempt to block Senior Liu's attack? Utterly foolish!"
