Following closely was that palm, pressing against a mass of almost solid air, and it smacked hard onto his face!
PAH——!
With a loud noise, Li Yuefeng's head was brutally smacked flat.
His neck was stretched directly and his head thudded onto the ground.
But his body did not fall, causing his neck to stretch and bend like a soft hose, hanging long.
Meanwhile, the dagger in his hand did not stop, and it still stabbed out fiercely!
SWOOSH——!
The dagger swiftly slashed across Liang Yuan's throat.
Wu Meng, who witnessed this scene, immediately showed a surprised expression.
And Tu Long, far away transformed into the Cyan-Scaled Python, also exclaimed with joy: "Good job!"
He knew very well that Li Yuefeng's dagger was not an ordinary one.
It was made from the tooth of a mutated poisonous snake, and the blue glow on the dagger was not just decoration but deadly poison!
