1502 Meeting

General Chi looked at Chi Tan Qiang in front of him.

Looking at the hatred in Chi Tan Qiang's eyes, he felt that he had never known this relative of his in his entire life.

Grab!

Grabbing Chi Tan Qiang's arm, General Chi threw the young man to the side, directly crashed onto the stack of items that was thrown there.

General Chi looked at the sword that was embedded in his shoulder, his eyes were cold. If not for his reflex after many years of training, this sword would have stabbed directly to his heart. With his reaction, the sword was off and only pierced his shoulder.

But this was still very dangerous.

He had already lost his right hand. He didn't want to lose another hand.

"Aaaaaaa!"

Chi Tan Qiang didn't seem to care about pain as he took out a knife and rushed towards General Chi once more. His movement was very swift.

General Chi evaded to the side and raised his leg.

Kick!