Facing the temporarily trapped Huan Jue, with six tentacles and two legs pushing hard against the ground, Li Huowang, holding the Copper Coin Sword, leapt high into the air.
"Die for me!"
The next moment, the sharp tip of the sword pierced through the eye socket on the human skin and then drilled steadily out of the back of the skull.
Li Huowang hadn't forgotten the taboo that Zhuge Yuan had just mentioned, and with a forceful push with both hands on the hilt, he used that momentum to spring back and land steadily on the ground.
But when he saw Huan Jue, with a sword embedded in its head, standing there steadily, Li Huowang's face immediately turned exceedingly grim.
Li Huowang discovered that his left foot had been pierced by a red object at some point, and it had become withered and aged considerably.