Boom!
A loud noise came, and Zhan Xing's body, like Zhao Hui before him, flew straight backward and slammed into the ground behind.
Clang!
As Zhan Xing's body flew out, the broken sword in his hand also flew out with him, eventually falling to the ground.
The bloodstains on the sword were still so glaring!
After hitting the ground, Zhan Xing spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, his face pale to the extreme, devoid of any healthy color!
In an instant, Zhao Hui and Elder Wu were both seriously injured; one fainted, while the other seemed about to collapse at any moment!
"Zhan Xing, you two really exceeded my expectations. When we were at the core elder council of the Dragon Shadow, why didn't I see this desperate ferocity in you guys?"
Bai Mei quickly tapped a few points on his injured arm to stop the bleeding, then sinisterly glared at Zhan Xing, his eyes flashing with venomous luster!
