It can be seen that this Male Tyrant has quite a bit of combat experience.
He is not bad, but his opponent is far worse, a lot of theory but not much in practice.
At this moment, he was actually distracted.
In an instant, a flash of the sword passed by.
Fang Xi's head soared into the sky.
Immediately, Fang Xi was shocked,
unconsciously letting out a scream devoid of grace.
"Oh no, my head."
"Haha!" Southern Tyrant laughed loudly, at this moment.
The flying sword had already returned, floating beside Southern Tyrant.
Many people were whispering about this flying sword, this Male Tyrant.
"Just a Yin Body, hehe!" Male Tyrant made a "pss" sound, looking proud.
And Fang Xi's true form was just a mass of Yin Qi, formed into a humanoid shape, still unskilled, at this moment his head had separated from his body, and rolled out.
In a moment of shock, he forgot to recall it.
The head landed on the ground, rolled a bit, and had already fallen out of the arena.
