With that, a Golden Immortal had hence fallen!
The truth was that the psyche of the Golden Immortal Fox had a chance to run. He definitely could have rallied with the other immortal foxes before Jiang He caught up…
And yet, he stopped, and ended up cut down by Jiang He's barrage of nine slashes.
Still, the old Daemon Fox was not to blame.
After all, he could already sense the arrival of his fellow immortal foxes, and he just had to last the time of a dozen breaths with the soul treasure protecting him… how could he have expected that he would not last that long, even with a soul treasure protecting him?
"Fool!"
Jiang He could not help cursing while he fiddled with the Ancient Bronze Bell.
Was that Golden Immortal Daemon Fox a fool?
It had actually stopped running and taken the blows instead?
You were only left with your psyche. Did you really think that I wouldn't kill you?
