"Gentleman's agreement?!"
Jiang Dali watched with shock as Xiong Ba stood over Zhu Wushi, the Iron Gall Divine Hou, who lay on the ground twitching and convulsing, as if in unbearable pain, sensing that something was amiss.
Ssshh—!
A blazing white sword tip suddenly tore through Zhu Wushi's palm, ripping apart flesh and muscle.
Before the blood could splatter, it was eerily absorbed by the blazing white sword tip, forming a bloodline that flowed along the sword's spine, strikingly vivid.
"Ugh ah!!"
Zhu Wushi suddenly reached out with his left hand, clamping down desperately on the sword tip protruding from his palm, letting out an indignant roar. His ruined black strong clothes fluttered as he desperately tried to suppress Heaven's Anger with his Absorption Skill.
