HISS! HISS! HISS!
The golden whip, which danced like a serpent, had completely lost its autonomous Spiritual Sense. Under the suppression of Qin Fan's True Qi, it could no longer discern that its target was its own master. With a ferocious hiss that cut through the air, the golden whip lashed out, coiling around Zhou Shaofeng's neck.
Faced with Qin Fan's swift and decisive strike, how could the likes of Zhou Shaofeng even think of dodging? Although he reacted in the most timely and appropriate manner possible, he still couldn't fend off the Magic Whip, whose agility had already surpassed the extraordinary. Then again, even the most ordinary weapon would exhibit the power of a Magic Artifact in Qin Fan's hands, let alone a high-level Magic Artifact like the golden whip.
SWOOSH! SWOOSH! SWOOSH!
With a few skillful flicks from Qin Fan, the golden whip rapidly coiled several times around Zhou Shaofeng's neck. Then, with a fierce tug, he jerked it upward and flung Zhou Shaofeng away!
