Pff...
Finally, Luo Tian took a sword for Bai Sha, and his right arm was cut open with a gash by the Immortal Sword, blood splattering everywhere.
Luo Tian's face was pale, eyes blood red. At this time, he was already struggling. Suddenly, he saw Wang Xiaoqiang and Ding Chunqiu watching from afar and shouted angrily:
"Wang Xiaoqiang, Ding Chunqiu, you petty plotters, you'll die a horrible death."
"Brother Luo Tian, sorry about this, but with our half-baked Cultivation Base, going up there would mean certain death. You said you'd keep us safe, and we've agreed to pay you protection money. Don't worry, when the mission is done, I'll give you the rest of my reward..." Wang Xiaoqiang said with a playful smile as he watched Luo Tian struggling to fight.
"Wang Xiaoqiang, you treacherous scoundrel, do you think that if we die, you two will be able to live?" Bai Sha glared bitterly at Wang Xiaoqiang, cursing loudly.
