At such a close distance, with hundreds of golden beams shooting towards him, it was unrealistic for Xia Hong to completely dodge them, so he only avoided his vital areas, enduring dozens of them on his shoulders and back.
Those golden beams, capable of penetrating the bodies of Peng Bo, Chen Yingyuan, and the other nine, merely broke the skin when they struck Xia Hong, unable to pierce through flesh.
Moreover, since the impacts weren't on vital areas, Xia Hong wasn't seriously injured at all, nor did his movements become distorted.
The Demon Sheep couldn't hurt him, but the damage he inflicted on it was fierce.
Just now, with a sweep of his horizontal blade at the Demon Sheep's head, he left an extraordinary half-meter deep cut on the left side of its neck.
Strangely, no blood flowed out from the cut!
In fact, even when Xia Hong stabbed into the Demon Sheep's neck with the first strike, not a single drop of blood was splattered.
Such a deep wound with no blood flowing out?
