The effeminate evil cultivator spat out a mouthful of dark red blood. In the next instant, a slender willow branch burrowed up from beneath his feet, piercing his dantian, and he was flung off the arena.
"How dare you ambush me!"
The evil cultivator didn't even bother to wipe the blood from his lips. He reached back and jammed his broken blood-stained blade into the arena floor, desperate to anchor himself.
Chapter 1593