C3106 What a fast sword

They had also seen that this exchange seemed to mean that the Poison Dragon Saint was already at a disadvantage.

From the looks of it, the Poison Dragon Saint was in danger.

Poison Dragon Saint leaned back, wanting to dodge Liu Xing's sword strike.

However, Liu Xing's sword was too fast. He felt a blood-red light flash past his eyes, his neck turned cold, and his head flew upwards