C925 Xu gangshou the battle painting master victory

"Thump."

Unknowingly, Xiang Gong's other hand had already pressed down on the steel blade's body, his palm was cut open by the sharp blade, blood flowed down the blade's body and dripped onto the ground like a blossoming red flower.

"Tsk, to think that you didn't hit it. You are truly amazing, actually being able to control half of your body. Your willpower is truly frightening