That Berserk Lion Sect Elder complied and flew toward Huang Xiaolong.

Precisely at this moment, Huang Xiaolong’s body flipped backwards while the Mulberry Sword in his hand thrust forward like a dragon emerging from the sea, piercing into Wei Chao’s chest in the blink of an eye. That single sword attack sent Wei Chao flying back, wailing in pain, causing blood drops to splatter into the air.

“Kill that dog Huang Xiaolong for me—!” Clutching at the wound on his chest, Wei Chao shouted at the Berserk Lion Sect Elder.

Huang Xiaolong sneered, “Oh? If I remember correctly, just now you said that if I withstood one sword attack from you, you’d let me go.” Huang Xiaolong’s voice was thick with ridicule.

Wei Chao’s face turned slightly red, infuriated, he shouted, “Huang Xiaolong, you’re already at death’s door yet you’re still so arrogant. I’m waiting...