Ning Fan knew that this was a sign of physical exhaustion, and his only advantage had vanished in this war of attrition.
Seeing Lin Xiao charge at him again after consuming his blood, Ning Fan's eyes darkened, "It's over! It seems like this is really the end."
Watching Lin Xiao attack, in his current state, Ning Fan could only watch helplessly, unable to resist.
Lin Xiao's punch, like a cannonball, ferociously aimed at Ning Fan's chest,
The True Qi Protective Shield shattered like paper, and the remaining force immediately sent Ning Fan flying.
With a "puff,"
This time, what he spat out wasn't a mist of blood, but a large gush of fresh blood.
"Am I going to die here today?"
Flying in mid-air, Ning Fan's face turned ashen; in this situation, he seemed ready to close his eyes and wait for death.
After quickly consuming this batch of blood, Lin Xiao, gazing at Ning Fan who was still in the air, had a glint of wisdom flash in his eyes.
With a "bang" and another "puff,"
