C1180 Beg for Mercy

Without the protection of the barrier, the Purple Dragon Sword continued to shoot forward.

At this time, Qin Xiong had no time to react, because the speed of the Purple Dragon Sword was too fast.

"Xiu!"

The Purple Dragon Sword was like a bolt of lightning, piercing through Qin Xiong's chest, bringing with it a spray of blood.

"Puchi!"

Blood splattered in all directions.

"Ah..