The reason Leng Hao almost knelt on the ground wasn't just the power of the sword moves.
Crucially, that kind of momentum, it really made Leng Hao feel that the person standing there didn't seem like a Transcendent Realm Martial Artist, but rather more like a terrifying Heavenly Man Realm, or even a Cave Heaven Realm powerhouse.
There was no scream of agony from the snake.
However, the sound of bodies shattering incessantly filled the air.
Within the entire side passage, blood flowed like rivers, and fragments flew chaotically, truly a snake's hell.
Dozens of Golden Little Snakes launched a joint toxin attack, dozens of poison beams flung toward Ling Xiao, attempting to stop this crazed slaughterer.
But it was futile, the poison beams reached halfway and dissolved like a clay bull entering the sea, never to stir again.
Ling Xiao was like an unshakable god!
And like a lofty sword standing tall!
No one could shake him!
No one could shatter him!