Zhang Xiong's eyes bulged, his hands wanting to do something, but the speed of the Heifeng Throwing Spear was no joke.
The moment the Bone Shield shattered, he felt a piercing pain in his chest.
The Heifeng Throwing Spear had already penetrated his chest.
A look of disbelief filled the bottom of Zhang Xiong's eyes. Since rising to power, apart from the chairman above him, he had never encountered such a fearsome opponent. In a flash of lightning, he was directly wounded.
Moreover, the key issue was that the injury was not minor—the searing pain emanating from his chest made him aware that, without medical aid, such an injury would not heal in two or three days.
However, what frightened him even more was what happened next. Just as Gu Ran blocked Liu Ye's cross-cutting knife light, he raised the bone spear in his hand, emitting a deep azure light. With a flickering ghostly gleam, it swept towards him once again.
"The opponent wants to kill me swiftly with the speed of thunder!"
