When Demon Throat burst into the northern great hall, even the usually composed Dongbo Cheng appeared a bit disheveled.
His strength had not fully recovered.
And to protect Bai Pu, Dongbo Cheng couldn't fully exploit the advantages of his Dancing Wind Secret Sword Art—
What could Dongbo Cheng do when Demon Throat charged at Bai Pu?
He could only stand in front of Bai Pu!
Facing the lock-on of Demon Throat's Abyssal Mouth, Dongbo Cheng could only swing his sword, sending out layers upon layers of delicate sword qi, weaving into beautiful flying petals and falling leaves, to resist the pull of the giant mouth.
But these petal-like and leaf-like gorgeous sword techniques were all swallowed by Demon Throat's giant mouth.
It felt like a cow chewing peonies, making Dongbo Cheng feel very uncomfortable.
He looked back and saw that Bai Pu had opened his eyes.
Dongbo Cheng quickly said, "How is it? If you keep practicing, I'm afraid I can't hold on any longer."
"Almost done."
