Are you a devil? How could you guess that?
The Green Snake Sword Monarch felt an even deeper chill, a bone-deep fear.
Shi Hao smiled lightly, "Looks like I guessed right. I'm sorry, but you won't take a step past the Thunder Pond."
If it were anyone else, even a Peerless Great Ability saying such a thing, he would treat it as a joke. But when Shi Hao said it, he had to take it seriously.
What to do? What to do?
He was so anxious that his hair was about to fall out, but it had no impact on the battle situation; Shi Hao still suppressed him and began to inflict injuries on his body.
Over time, small wounds would turn into large ones, large wounds into severe ones, and finally, he would die here.
No!
The Green Snake Sword Monarch mustered the last of his courage; the light of life was right before his eyes, and he had to make a desperate fight for it.
