Knock, knock!
The head fell to the ground, bounced twice with two light sounds, then rolled off to the side.
Blood spurted from the severed neck like a fountain.
After Li Yujing killed this man, she and Su Jing, moving with perfect tacit understanding, lunged at the fat Monk while his five blood-colored Flying Sabers had yet to fly back.
In an instant, the fat Monk's eyes were filled with the cold gleam of two Treasure Swords.
The next moment, the two Treasure Swords stabbed into the fat Monk's eyes and pierced out the back of his skull.
When Su Jing and Li Yujing pulled their swords free, two bloody holes were left where his eyes had been.
Blood and brain matter gushed from those two holes.
The fat Monk lost his life and toppled backward.
His massive body slammed to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.
The remaining five Monks, seeing they had already lost two men in quick succession, instantly lost the will to fight and all tried to flee.
