C131 No more than a thousand is called a hundred

Ling Xiaotian gracefully pulled out his sword and jumped to the side at the same time. A stream of blood spurted out from the giant green python's mouth, landing on the place where he originally stood.

Ling Xiaotian looked at the clean clothes and thought that if blood was sprayed on the clothes, then the clothes would be ruined. After all, he was a man