Great Bandit Commits Suicide

Unfortunately, there was no more chance for regret, faced with Leng Xuan's attack, he could only wield his fists, striving to defend, but to little effect.

Leng Xuan was feeling great at the moment, to his eyes, Flower Butterfly had become nothing more than a huge human punching bag. He had been practicing the Defying Heaven Art since childhood, and the Defying Heaven Art was a particularly powerful cultivation technique, filled with robust Yang energy. The smoother it was executed, the more immense power it could unleash.

The more Leng Xuan fought, the more exhilarating he found it; he liked this feeling of head-on confrontation. However, previous battles were seldom to his liking. Therefore, this time, he had thoroughly let loose. By now, Flower Butterfly's resistance had grown increasingly weaker, and eventually, he barely had the strength to fight back.

Bang!

A loud noise.