Roar…0

No.10 howled like a monster, insidious energy bursting out of his chest. Gao Yang felt a shockwave of translucent black wind sweep over him, shaking the trees and grass, as well as the earth.0

The two darts buried into No.10’s eyes were spat out, yanking out two bleeding black eyes.0

Soon, the black eyes, attached to the eye sockets by nerves, retracted back into the eye sockets, recovering anew in a few seconds.0

Qing Ling’s delicate brows furrowed. The Tang Dao in her hand vibrated. If hitting the vitals didn’t work, then she would cut the man to pieces. That would surely stop him from coming back to life.1

Swish.0

Just when she was going to make a move, though, No.10 vanished into thin air from ten meters away, leaving only an afterimage.0

Qing Ling started. He’s quick!0

As quick as the thought...0