After thinking about it, at this moment, the tall thin man's heart couldn't help but feel secretly relieved. He gently raised his fist, looked at the deep sword scar and the trickle of fresh blood slowly flowing down from his fist.
Upon seeing this, a solemn expression emerged in the tall thin man's eyes. To be honest, what happened today was something he had never encountered since arriving in the Cultivation World. Since coming to the Cultivation World, no one had been his match, let alone injured him.
At this moment, Ding Fan slowly stood up from the ground, his eyes shadowy as he looked in the direction of the tall thin man, blood slowly dripping from the corner of his mouth.
"Very well, I didn't expect your body to have been strengthened to this extent..."
