"A Demon General Level Tier One Demon Beast actually fell at the hands of an Immortal Master Realm human?!"
The eyes of those cultivators all carried a hint of astonishment.
Just now, that sword seemed as if the Wind Thunder Demon Wolf had presented its head, allowing the Sword Aura to pierce it, killing it in one strike. The timing of this battle opportunity was grasped exceptionally well.
Many nearby cultivators glanced at Qin Yang with slightly altered gazes.
"Brother Qin, Brother Qin, are you okay..."
At this moment, the white fatty behind Qin Yang hurriedly walked forward, scrutinizing Qin Yang, his face showing a touch of urgency and emotion.
"I'm fine."
Qin Yang smiled slightly and shook his head.
"Brother Qin, I really am so touched, you, you... didn't need to shield me in front..."
The white fatty looked at Qin Yang with small eyes, which were slightly moist.
