A white sword qi suddenly flashed across.
The monk staff was cut off on the spot and pierced through his body.
Yan Zhang raised his head in disbelief.
He opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something.
However, his body slowly split apart.
The figure standing in front of him had already disappeared.
Ten seconds later.
Su Mo firmly stepped on Wei Zikai's head.
Every time the other party wanted to struggle and counterattack, he would use [Healing] without hesitation to absorb the vitality from the other party.
After a few confrontations, Wei Zikai's entire body was haggard, almost on the verge of death.
In order to prevent him from committing suicide, Su Mo had even injected a few threads of Silk Binding Force into his body.
Once there was any unusual movement, it would definitely make him wish he was dead.
Just as Su Mo finished dealing with his opponent and was about to drag him out, he heard running sounds coming from not far away.
