"What?" Li Tianchong's expression changed as he hurriedly checked Jiang Chen's other wrist pulse, his heart trembling fiercely.
At this moment, Jiang Chen was covered in blood, his chest completely caved in, most of his bones shattered, tendons severed, fresh blood continuously spilling from his mouth, his complexion pale as paper, his vitality weak to the extreme, his life hanging by a thread any second!
Yan Hu carefully cradled Jiang Chen's limp body, tears filling his eyes, his expression full of worry and regret!
"Supreme Long Huang continually claims to annihilate my Huangluo Clan; does the Flame Dragon Group not take us seriously?" A thunderous shout suddenly echoed as Pu Xian appeared in the air, sensed the fluctuations in the air, glanced at the pool of fresh blood in front of Supreme Long Huang, and immediately understood that Da Lou was dead. His eyes turned cold as he shouted loudly.