296 Tyrant

""Hmph!"

A surge of immense anger burst forth.

Whoosh!

The beaded curtain of the palanquin was lifted high, making a rustling sound.

Qiu Wuliang, dressed in a red robe, strutted out, his fair face surging with anger.

He held a sword in his left hand and his right hand was shaped like an orchid finger, his eyes spitting fire, filled with a chilling and profound killing intent.

"Fang Zhixing, relying solely on sneak attacks won't kill someone from the Hundred Cows Realm!"

Qiu Wuliang gritted his teeth, staring fixedly at Fang Zhixing as if he were looking at a dead man.

Fang Zhixing sized up the old eunuch.

To his surprise, he found him completely unscathed, without any injuries.

Seeing this, Fang Zhixing's expression didn't change. He merely smiled calmly and sighed, "Impressive, if I'm not mistaken, Eunuch not only belongs to the Longevity Species but is also a Taoism expert, practicing both Yang Divine and Dharma Body."