"Ah... Si Yangze, save me..."
Lv Jianben let out a heart-shaking cry as two jets of blood sprayed from his wound, their color a vibrant red. His face was etched with terror, and his eyes were filled with venomous resentment. At this moment, he had truly reached a dead end.
However, although the Flying Sword had pierced his chest, he had managed to avoid his vital organs. His heart was spared, which was why he could still cry out to Si Yangze for help. His heart was now filled with regret for underestimating Zhang Bin and the Taiqing Sect. Having only cultivated to the Middle Stage of the Golden Core Realm, he was no match for Zhang Bin, who possessed two Middle-Grade Magical Treasures. If only he had reached the Late Stage, he might have had a chance. He had been too impulsive.
