"Ew..."

As Fang Qiu flashed past quickly, the sweet taste of blood in his throat made him want to vomit. When a mouthful of blood gushed up, he forcibly swallowed it.

Although the battle just now was not fierce...

Fang Qiu suffered some injuries.

Well...

Little Saint Lord was overly confident in his strength.

That saber strike could be very destructive. Fang Qiu might have been wounded If he bore it head-on ...