The Wujin long sword finally stopped after entering half of Jiang Du's body.

Jiang Du staggered and took two steps back, his arms completely numb.

The long knife followed Jiang Du's body and escaped from Zhu Xuanqiu's hand.

The blood continued to flow along the long knife and into the earth.

Jiang Du looked at the extremely tragic Zhu Xuanqiu, the blood in his eyes gradually disappeared, and finally he let out a sigh of relief.

"Dead! It's really hard to kill a chicken!" Jiang Du said tiredly.

But the matter was not over yet. Jiang Du gritted his teeth, the severe pain in his waist constantly stimulating his nerves.

With trembling hands, he grabbed the long knife still embedded in his waist and pulled it out suddenly.

The blood spurted out, and Jiang Dutuan's face turned pale. He hurriedly took off his shirt and wrapped the wound.

pain!

The kind of pain that almost cut his waist in two crazily impacted Jiang Du's ability to bear it.

Jiang Du felt that it hurt a lot, but it was bearable.

He didn't care about collecting the loot now. He endured the severe pain and hurriedly lay down on a bush that had not been completely broken, and silently closed his eyes.

The dark golden light continued to flow, and at the same time, a strong cool breath continued to converge towards the wound on the waist.
Chapter completed!