The knife-scarred man begged for mercy. Li xiaonian sneered.
Whoosh!
Li xiaonian brandished his giant sword at the knife-scarred man.
Seeing that the huge sword was about to come down, the knife-scarred man's figure flashed and he appeared beside li xiaonian in a lively manner. He said with a cold gaze,"You really think I'm injured? How childish!"
"Snake spirit, devour!"
The knife-scarred man growled in a deep voice. A light green shadow floated out of his body and instantly entered li xiaonian's body.
At the same time, his figure floated again and retreated a hundred meters.
Li xiaonian's body trembled, feeling a little cold.
The scar-faced man laughed maniacally. June, I admit that your defense is strong, but you are just a weak inhuman. So what if you are an intermediate warrior? you are dead! Enjoy your final moments."
A tiny green bamboo snake suddenly appeared in li xiaonian's sea of consciousness.
