"Ah, ah, ah…"
Sun Long rolled on the ground. A warrior's strong mentality usually prevented him from fainting, but Sun Long was not far from doing so.
His left hand and leg were not much different from a frog's limbs. They had been completely flattened.
Being smashed by a metallic brick like that was much more painful than being slashed by a claw's blade. Also, the injuries were ten times more severe. Even if he was to be healed with various good medicines, it would take at least half a year for Sun Long's hand and leg to regain their Yuan Qi.
To young geniuses, half a year of time was too precious. It would, to a certain extent, affect Sun Long's future growth.
"You actually dare to say that you cultivate the laws of killing. That is an insult to this Great Dao!" Yi Yun sneered.
