C158 Ling-jun Fudi

Seeing Xiong Er's saber coming at him, the grey-robed old man He Wuji clenched his fist and the spiritual energy in his body condensed into a solid yellow sword.

"Hmph, just an ant." He Wuji waved the long sword in his hand, and a yellow light flew out and struck deeply into Xiong Er's body without any fancy moves.

A bloody wound suddenly appeared on his arm