"Damn you! Trying to stop me? I'll kill you first!"
Fang Xing grabbed Tai Shi Chi Er, slapped the bookworm across the face a few times, and at the same time swung the Blood-Drinking Mad Saber in his hand...
The advantage of having three heads and six arms is that you can grab someone with one hand, slap them with another, and wield a saber to cut off their head with yet another!
Tai Shi Chi Er was slapped back to his senses, vaguely feeling the connection between his mind and the three ancient swords growing weak, a sense of despair rising in his heart. Seeing himself caught by Fang Xing and realizing that Brother He from Divine Land was still some distance away, he gave up hope. Instead, he grabbed Fang Xing's arm in return, gritting his teeth, with a crazed look in his eyes: "I've lived a hundred years, when have I ever been humiliated like this? Let's die together!"
