"Hehe... I've already lost my fighting strength now, I hope you can give me a chance to end myself!" Shou Long didn't plead for Zhou Feng to spare him; he said calmly instead.
"Alright!"
Zhou Feng didn't think much and immediately agreed. Shou Long's aura was chaotic and posed no threat to him anymore, and Zhou Feng was still young, so he couldn't refuse a dying old man's last request.
"Thank you..."
Shou Long nodded his thanks, dispersed the chaotic protective Gang Qi on his body, slowly extended his palm, gathered some Innate Gang Qi, and slapped his own forehead.
Seeing this scene, Zhou Feng felt a slight sense of unwillingness, so he turned his head to the side.
But almost at the same time he turned his head, a sudden jolt of emotion spiked within his heart.
Zhou Feng paused slightly. Just when he wanted to turn his head back, he saw two dark dim weapons suddenly attacking. Zhou Feng's body instinctively lowered, narrowly avoiding the attack.
Just however...
