Chapter Three Hundred and Eighty-One
Tie Qiong had a huge gash slashing across his abdomen, almost cutting him in two at the waist, with copious amounts of blood spurting out. However, Tie Qiong's vitality was incredibly strong, and he didn't die; the blood cleared his mind,
as he saw his own entrails spilled out, with his inner strength nearly spiraling out of control.
Tie Qiong was both shocked and terrified.
He knew that staying would bring more harm than good, so he turned and fled in a panic.
Long Xiaoshan formed a hand gesture, and the space before Tie Qiong fluctuated, preventing him from escaping. Hearing footsteps behind him, Tie Qiong turned to see Long Xiaoshan with thunder and lightning in his grasp, rushing towards him with an aura of killing.
"Damnable!"
With bulging eyes, he let out a loud roar and struck out.
Boom crack!
Lightning serpents twisted and struck.
