C428 Chapter 428

Just as Ten Halls was sneering to himself, something unexpected happened. That blood-red tongue shot out of the cave again. A wave of rancid breath hit him in the face. He barked, “Not good!” and instinctively swung the Crimson Moon Sword forward.

“Riiip!”

The razor-sharp blade sliced a deep gash into the tongue. It snapped back at high speed. Deep disappointment filled Luo Qiang’s eyes—then