Where does this Little Monster's confidence come from?
Yuan Yong's fist momentum paused, abruptly turning in the face of the suddenly erupting fierce killing intent.
Choosing to first avoid its sharpness.
Experienced in fighting, he certainly didn't want to capsize in a ditch, deciding instead to take another look at Chai Asi's sword.
But almost as he turned, Chai Asi had already stepped in, perfectly sweeping a sword across the neck!
It seemed as if he was using his own neck to thrust into the sword!
Years of fighting experience took effect, and in this critical moment, Yuan Yong's Path Origin surged, still able to turn, even counterattack, leaping high and lunging forward with a punch!
Yet Chai Asi had already leaped up before him, perfectly lifting the sword!
Puff!
The rusted iron sword pierced through Yuan Yong's chin, penetrating into the depths of the skull.
At this moment—
