章節 1108: My Name is Not Little Leng!

The gold element regiment commander seemed to want to prove this guess. He then felt sharp pain digging further into his back, as the tangdao finally poked a hole into his body which allowed blood to gush out from his body and stained his uniform.

"Don't make any sudden movements. My tangdao is real," Assassin said calmly. His sword wasn't an illusion. It was a sharp weapon created by congulating his killing intent into one shape, making it even more terrifying than the real thing.

The Luo Lang with the tangdao was the real one? Then, did that mean the one beside the water element regiment commander was fake?