Ji Changran wielded his weapon with a fierce expression on his face and chopped towards Ji Ning's neck.
This strike, of course, was not meant to kill Ji Ning. Since it was a slow execution, it had to inflict immense pain on Ji Ning without killing him.
As a martial artist, Ji Changran was certainly capable of doing so.
"Ah—!"
At this moment, Lu Chenlong, who was kneeling beside Ji Ning, suddenly let out a loud cry, mustering all his strength to pounce on Ji Changran, biting down on his hand with his mouth.
The long knife in Ji Changran's hand fell to the ground.
He screamed in pain.
"Kill him, kill him for me now!"
Ji Changran screamed in agony as he simultaneously kicked Lu Chenlong in the stomach.
Even though Lu Chenlong had a much higher cultivation level than him, he was unable to use his Heavenly Origin Power at this time, and this kick made Lu Chenlong spit out blood.
