The sword had pierced through his chest, leaving a large hole in his chest.
Instantly, the surrounding companions couldn't help but let out low sobs. Fatty's breathing was extremely weak, and that long sword had pierced through his chest.
The rest of the matter was simply unimaginable to this group of people.
Li Tianfei stepped forward, his eyebrows tightly knitted, and his voice rang out calmly.
"Don't panic, there's still hope for fatty. The long sword slanted a little and went around his heart.“
As soon as he finished speaking, Li Tian squatted down and checked Fatty's injuries.
As expected, the immortal sword blocked the sword that was about to stab his chest. Although the situation was still not optimistic, there was still hope.
Whoosh~
Icy blue spiritual energy flew out of his palm and landed on Fatty's wound, freezing the blood that was flowing out.
