Yan Hua appeared slightly flustered, quickly making a leap towards the outside of the manor.
However, Li Xiaobao, like a swift arrow, brought the whistling wind and instantly pierced Yan Hua's back.
Yan Hua was immediately pinned on the wall. This time, Li Xiaobao's dagger went through like it was tofu, without any resistance.
Li Xiaobao stood under the wall, looking at Yan Hua nailed to it, his expression calming down: "A spent arrow at the end of its flight, your strength is exhausted, you couldn't even withdraw your weapon; you think you can still escape?"
Yan Hua, hanging on the wall, suddenly calmed down, being at the divine middle stage, his Life Force was astonishingly strong.
Yan Hua slightly turned his head, looking at Li Xiaobao below, sighed and said: "My Spiritual Power is exhausted, yet you're still so vigorous. I really don't know how you could have such abundant Spiritual Power!"
