C225 Backkill

Chen Xiu didn't answer his question. Feeling the gradually filling up energy inside his body, he punched at the man's thigh that was still stepping on him.

The man reacted quickly as well. Seeing that his fist was about to land on his leg, he quickly retracted it. A dagger appeared in his hand as he stabbed it towards Chen Xiu's throat.

Chen Xiu was like a carp that had been struck upright