"Poison?"
Luo Feng raised an eyebrow and waved his hand, revealing a large piece of roasted meat torn into strips on the ground.
"This is..."
The lean middle-aged man looked at the roasted meat on the ground, his heart skipped a beat, and he exclaimed in shock, "You didn't eat it! How did you know the meat would be poisoned?"
Swish!
At that moment, a flame appeared in the lean middle-aged man's vision, carrying a terrifying killing intent that made his whole body go cold. Without thinking, he attempted to place his saber horizontally in front of him.
Slash!
In a flash, the flame light passed, and the lean Martial Artist's body shook slightly; his entire head flew away while his body still stood in place, his hands only now bringing the saber up to block in front of him.
How could it be so fast...
