The dragon-man youth was spiritually scarred, his body trembling uncontrollably, barely able to stand.
Xiong Ju did not take advantage of the situation to strike the dragon-man youth.
Because his condition was also very bad.
He had been pitifully suppressed by the dragon-man youth before, and now Xiong Ju finally had a chance to catch his breath.
He knelt down on the ground, propping his Golden Flower Steel Saw in front of him.
This Golden-tier weapon had become the nightmare of Xiong Ju's enemies in countless battles, but now it could only serve as a crutch.
Huff huff huff...
Xiong Ju's mouth was wide open as he gasped desperately. He screamed loudly, his vision blurred, extremely weak.
A few seconds later, he realized that the dragon-man youth's onslaught had stopped.
He hurriedly looked up, searching for traces of the enemy.
In his darkening vision, he was surprised to find that the dragon-man youth was also standing still, his body swaying as if about to fall.
