The demonic woman's eyes gleamed with cruelty.
She could even foresee the miserable state Ling Xiao would be in after being poisoned.
Blood flowing from all seven orifices, yet unable to live or die!
However, what she didn't know was that Ling Xiao had entered a very special state at this moment.
The sensation of his Mountain and River Martial Soul connecting with his bloodline quickened and heightened his thought processes by tens, if not hundreds of times.
He could even calculate the time it would take for the poisoned crossbow arrows to reach his body, and the extent of damage they might cause.
And the time it took for the short and fat old man to touch him.
As well as the situation of the strongest, the man with the black kerchief.
The man with the black kerchief's situation was a bit odd at this moment, his Gang Qi was emanating outward, yet he clearly had no intention to strike.
Ling Xiao was certain, this fellow was controlling the spider.
