Yang Jing crashed against the wall, stumbling to his feet, but his legs had almost been turned to a sieve by Mo Wanglai's True Qi; he simply couldn't stand steady.
Just then, a corpse was lying nearby, a disciple of the Carefree Sect, with a Steel Saber by his side. Yang Jing's eyes flashed fiercely as he picked up the saber, turned the blade around, and with a "pfft," plunged it into his waist.
The weapon of the Carefree Sect was naturally extremely Sharp, easily piercing through flesh and blood, nailing Yang Jing firmly against the wall.
By doing this,
Yang Jing could finally stand upright.
Even Mo Wanglai couldn't help but startle at the sight of Yang Jing stabbing himself with the Steel Saber, such a ruthless and resolute act was definitely not something an ordinary person could do.
However, because of Yang Jing letting the Black Tiger escape, Mo Wanglai was absolutely furious at this moment, and he sneered cruelly, saying:
