Rolling...
Jin Xiong's head rolled continuously for over ten meters before coming to a halt.
That proud face still bore the expression of a laugh.
However, beneath that face, the neck which had been cut smoothly was still bleeding.
As for the headless corpse, a gush of hot blood erupted only after a while.
Behind, the Fog Demon held its scythe, as if performing the simplest of tasks.
"This... this..." Nearby, Gongsun Huowu stared blankly first at Jin Xiong's head, then at the headless body.
To her, this was almost an intolerable reality.
A peak Saint Emperor Realm, a dignified Great Elder of the Ten Thousand Gold Mansion, just had his head severed in a moment?
A being already renowned among the upper-level martial artists of the Central Region, just died like this?
Whoosh...
Suddenly, the silhouette of the Fog Demon vanished from its original position.
Before Gongsun Huowu could react, a hideous and terrifying face appeared before her.
