Before he could get up, Xiao ran was already in front of him.
Under everyone's gaze, he kicked down with his right foot like he was kicking a dead dog.
She was simple and rough, as ruthless as she could be.
Every time vice sword head Fang wanted to raise his hand.
Just as she moved, Xiao ran kicked her back before she could even lift her head.
Resist? It did not exist.
In the beginning, vice sword head Fang could still persist in not shouting.
As the strength of Xiao ran's foot grew stronger and he kicked his weak spot, he could no longer hold it in and let out a shrill scream.
From their conversation to their fight to the end of the battle.
In total, it took less than three breaths.
Vice-sword head Fang couldn't take it. He was pressed to the ground and kicked.
This scene.
Xiao ran refreshed everyone's worldview. Other than Shen Yiming and the others who already knew about him, the rest of the divine sword guards knew him.