Puff!
The white light dispersed, revealing Li Xiongling inside.
Looking at him now, his neck was firmly grasped by Xue An. Despite his towering figure, he was lifted in mid-air as if he weighed nothing.
Xue An raised his eyes and quietly looked at him, then said coldly, "You are the first!"
Somehow, upon meeting Xue An's gaze, which was so calm without a ripple, Li Xiongling felt all his strength drain away instantly, and a tremendous fear surged in his heart.
Especially after hearing Xue An's words, he was extremely terrified.
Because he had never felt such a close threat of death.
This fear made him want to scream and beg for mercy.
But it was all too late.
Just as Xue An's hand exerted a sudden force.
With a muffled thud.
Li Xiongling's neck was directly snapped by Xue An, blood sprayed, and his massive tiger head fell to the ground along with his body, making a dull, heavy noise.
