C197 Eight Trigrams Sect!

Whoosh!

A glint of cold steel flashed by, and a thin red line suddenly appeared on his neck, quickly followed by an intense surge of pain.

Gurgle! Gurgle!

Blood began to spill from his neck. Ye Qing reached up with his hands, trying to stem the flow, but a wave of weakness overcame him.

Thud!

He collapsed to the ground, his body slowly losing its life force.

"Li Bei