What if you were targeted by a cool and aloof beauty?

A sudden gust of wind swept in.

"Crackling and popping."

The petri dishes broke one by one.

The spirits opened their eyes one after another.

Lin An also opened his eyes.

As if sensing something, he looked at An Chen with surprise and a complicated expression.

Lin An's head was spinning.

He felt that the person in front of him seemed familiar.

"Hurry up!" Seeing the situation, Jiuge quickly stood by the wall and opened the door.

Her intervention in the fight between An Chen and Huan Ying might not achieve good results; in fact, it could make things worse.

However, Jiuge can handle other things as well.

An Chen caught a glimpse of Lin An out of the corner of his eye.

But he didn't react, nor did he hesitate at all.

An Chen just stared intently at the phantom, and when the phantom rushed over, he grabbed the phantom's arm.

"Bang!" The next second, Phantom didn't fall, but he was bounced up by a force and fell to the ground.

"An Chen?" Upon hearing the voice, Jiu Ge turned around abruptly.

Before she could make a move, An Chen stood up straight from the ground.

His arms and legs straightened instantly, and in a short time, he rushed in front of the phantom and threw a punch.

A few wisps of white smoke rose from the phantom's body.

"Interesting." Phantom smiled and covered the smoking spot with his hand.

"You are indeed very good, very good." He looked at An Chen's bleeding body with a ferocious expression.

"Snapped!"

Before Phantom could finish speaking, An Chen punched him again.

The phantom was hit by a sudden punch and spun around three times on the spot.

"You bastard!" Phantom was angry.

For so many years, so long, no one has ever dared to be so arrogant.

"It seems you really hate me." He got up from the ground and threw a large cloud of black mist at An Chen's abdomen.

Jiuge waved her hand, erecting a super-powerful barrier.

However, the black mist was not completely blocked.

An Chen exerted force with his feet and stomped hard on the ground.

"boom!"

The ground collapsed.

He quickly moved backward, put his arm around Jiu Ge's waist, and placed the bewildered Jiu Ge outside.

Then, the door was closed tightly.

"An Chen!" Jiu Ge outside tried to press the door switch.

But no matter how she pressed the door, it wouldn't budge.

"boom!"

Jiuge took a few steps back.

He lifted his foot, concentrating all his strength on his leg and foot.

"boom!"

Once, twice, three times.

The door remained closed, but several small holes had been smashed into the wall.

"An Chen," Jiu Ge called out.

She rushed forward and kicked the hole in the wall again.

The size of the opening in front of us is enough to see the situation inside.

Jiuge's breathing was very disordered.

She held her breath and looked inside.

Inside the door, some of the black mist still managed to hit An Chen.

An Chen supported himself on the ground with both hands, and his body began to sway.

Jiuge couldn't hold back any longer. She pounded on the wall, and her snow-white fingers began to bleed.

"An Chen!" she called out.

Upon hearing Jiu Ge's voice, An Chen turned his head slightly and comforted her, "I'm fine."

"Still in the mood for flirting? No wonder you're Black and White Impermanence, quite amusing." Phantom said, somewhat annoyed.

They really don't respect themselves at all.

A hissing sound rang out, and the mist rising from his hand formed a sharp sword.

An Chen calmly looked at the sword in the phantom's hand.

"Do you really think that's all I'm capable of?" He smiled and slowly stood up.

The blood has clotted.

An Chen waved his hand, and "Fate" appeared in his palm.

The blood that dripped onto the ground began to boil.

"Hiss."

Drops of blood floated up and surrounded the "Fate" in An Chen's hand.

"It's said that this is the crystal that's most compatible with me," An Chen said, dragging his tired body.

"Fate" has turned into a long, bloody blade.

"Heh, you think I'm afraid of you?" Phantom sneered.

Having fully charged up, he gripped the mist blade and charged towards An Chen.

An Chen swung his blood-red blade, taking the first blow from the phantom.

"Bang bang bang!"

Sword energy surged everywhere, and spiritual and internal forces raged wildly.

Holes appeared one after another in the floor.

The bricks on the wall slowly crumbled off.

Every time An Chen and Huan Ying clashed, the things around them were affected.

The chair is broken.

The table in the distance was also broken.

The petri dish was completely shattered into powder.

The paint on the ceiling was peeling off like snow.

Phantom's expression was serious, and An Chen's expression was also cold.

The base began to tremble.

Earthquakes started happening in all directions.

Jiuge gripped the brick tightly to avoid falling.

The conman outside was dumbfounded.

He collapsed to the ground, his head throbbing with a buzzing pain.

Taking advantage of this moment, everyone else ran away.

Even the most dim-witted person would instinctively run away in such a situation.

Later in the fight, Phantom became enraged and began stabbing An Chen in his vital areas with his fog blade.

The Mist Blade is a poisonous blade he created by gathering all the black mist. If it can strike a vital spot, An Chen will have no chance of survival.

"Huff." An Chen focused all his energy on defense.

Finding a gap, he threw the Blood Blade directly out.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

The phantom let out a series of wails.

His arm was broken, and his fog blade fell to the ground.

Despite the pain, Phantom tried to bend down and pick it up with his other hand.

Unexpectedly, Jiuge suddenly descended from the sky, snatched the mist blade into her hand, and swiftly retreated.

"boom!"

With another loud bang, Phantom unleashed the last wisp of black mist from its body towards Jiuge.

Jiuge barely managed to dodge it, but a small part of her flowing hair was broken off.

"You'd better not try anything with her. You can't do anything to her anyway. As long as the energy is there, you can't hurt her." An Chen flashed behind the phantom.

Blood was flowing from his head, and his legs and arms were also covered in blood.

Phantom felt a chill on his neck.

"That's not important. The little girl is still useful. I just need my knife. Besides, your crystal can't really kill me. We've been fighting for so long, its strength is almost gone." He remained completely calm.