This slash would undoubtedly decapitate the Six-eyed Golden Lion, leaving no room for any other outcome.
Just as the Heaven Swaying Sword was about to strike the Six-eyed Golden Lion's neck, the evil creature, completely unafraid, let out a ghastly, strange laugh.
In the blink of an eye, the Heaven Swaying Sword screeched to a halt. Tu Xiao'an stared at the Six-eyed Golden Lion, his expression as cold as ice.
'Holy crap, this bastard really isn't afraid to die.'
Tu Xiao'an had only meant to scare the Six-eyed Golden Lion, but not only was it unafraid, it was even glaring back at him with its six huge, bronze-bell eyes.
"Gahahaha, you wretched snake! Go on, bring that sword down! What do I have to fear?"
"Damn it!" Enraged, Tu Xiao'an stabbed the Six-eyed Golden Lion. He then twisted the blade, gouging out a bloody hole.
"Aaargh..."
The Six-eyed Golden Lion let out a wretched scream. It wasn't afraid to die, but the pain was another story.
