The One-eyed Dragon's head rolled on the ground, and Song Yun felt relieved, murmuring: "You should never, ever have targeted my family."
"Muttering like you're chanting, what's the point of talking to a dead man."
Tang Xiaoyun suddenly spoke, walking towards Song Yun.
While passing by the One-eyed Dragon's head, he kicked it flying.
Clearly, he harbored resentment towards his master, feeling no sorrow whatsoever for the One-eyed Dragon's death.
Song Yun looked at Tang Xiaoyun, his gaze darkened: "Tang Xiaoyun, why are you so reckless? If you weren't Little Sword God's prey, I would surely kill you. But this time, I can still sever your arm."
Tang Xiaoyun snorted coldly: "Humph, try me! Let me see if you've improved over these months."
With those words, he swung his fist at Song Yun.
Although his body was modified, his speed was still inferior to Song Yun.
Song Yun dodged to the side, evading Tang Xiaoyun's attack and swung his sword down on Tang Xiaoyun's shoulder.
