"Zhou Tong, you..."
The Nirvana Realm Sand Bandit found his life dissipating upon being struck by the Poison God Finger. He couldn't gather his True Yuan at all.
He couldn't understand why Zhou Tong would attack him. Was it simply because he called him "trash"?
"It's been a while since I used this. Still as effective as ever."
He had fully mastered the Poison God Finger a long time ago. It was a great tool for sneak attacks. It wasn't used often, but it was of significant use at this perfect moment, more effective than other methods.
"Zhou Tong, what the hell?"
Witnessing the Nirvana Realm Sand Bandit fall onto the ground, with their face turning dark as they became a corpse. The rest of the sand bandits were all aghast and blamed Long Yan.
"I am not Zhou Tong."
Long Yan, with a playful look, looked at those Sand Bandits. Then, in an instant, he changed back to his original form.
"Woof!"
At this moment, the Black Dragon emerged from the dark.
"Damn, it's Long Yan!"
