Glug, glug...
The lion's head, as big as two soccer balls, stopped rolling on the stage. The corners of Xiong Gao's mouth still held a wild and triumphant smile. His eyes, not yet devoid of life, rolled once, fixing on Lu Jin'an who stood in place.
I've been beheaded?
Lu Jin'an beheaded me directly?
That group of Lin Yuan Sword Sect sword cultivators had sorcery preset in their bodies. As soon as Lu Jin'an made any move, they could immediately activate this sorcery to kill that group of sword cultivators.
Yet... Lu Jin'an, in front of the Two Realms Border Clan, directly disregarded the life and death of these sword cultivators.
Doesn't he fear the soldiers of Two Realms Pass growing cold-hearted?
Doesn't he fear resentment forming between Wandao Sect and Lin Yuan Sword Sect?
Xiong Gao saw that group of Lin Yuan Sword Sect's sword cultivators because his head was lifted by Lu Jin'an.
