"Good!"
Dong Xuerang was overjoyed, as if shedding the shackles of a cage. The Great Freedom Sword Technique operated at high speed, releasing a powerful sword aura directed at Fang Tingliang.
"You!"
Fang Tingliang coldly glanced at Fang Zhixing's direction, cursing inwardly with a surge of bitter and poisonous hatred in his eyes.
As that hateful gaze was cast towards Fang Zhixing in an instant, that terrifying murderous intent suddenly pounced.
Fang Tingliang's entire body stiffened, nailed to the spot.
At that moment, he, alone, was subjected to the suppression of both Sword Intent and murderous intent, as if he had fallen into a swamp, unable to move.
Whoosh!
The sword light flashed, cutting through the sky!
Fang Tingliang's eyes widened, his eyeballs rolled, and he looked down.
Apparently, he wanted to check on his own neck.
Then his head suddenly dropped off, facedown, and he plunged into the sand.
Splurt splurt~
