"It wasn't blade energy; the knife directly slit my throat. It was as if the knife suddenly extended from the Void, completely without warning."
Ethan Smith stared intently at a certain position; his Nine Heavens Condensing Pupil had just sensed a fluctuation from there. Silver Scale should be hiding in that location.
"What the hell is this?"
Silver Scale didn't realize the Holy Energy had entered, but immediately sensed danger.
At this moment, Ethan Smith's body seemed shrouded in red gas, with a tall green hat on his head.
After three seconds, Ethan finally regained his mobility.
However, his skin surface was like scalded meat, hot to the touch.
He abruptly grabbed the bow slung on his back, shooting two arrows in quick succession with thirty percent of his strength, forcing Silver Scale out.
The last strike, he couldn't even see how the opponent killed him, must not give Silver Scale another chance to strike.
Hoo!
