blood vessels."Do nothing." Fang Yu silently recited in his heart, preventing himself from doing anything that would expel the medicinal power.Forcibly suppressing one's subconscious self-preservatio...The Heaven-Severing Sword, which was already broken in half…broke off another large chunk!

Fang Yu immediately retracted the Heavenly Dao Sword and held it close to examine it carefully, his heart aching with distress.

Since the Tian Dao Sword fractured for the first time, it has been over two thousand years. That was during his battle with the old dog Hong Yin.

To my surprise, facing the Devourer King today...the Heavenly Sword is damaged again.

The Heavenly Sword at this moment, where it was broken, remained only half of its former self.

For a sword, to be damaged to this extent is basically scrap, reaching the point where it can be melted down and reforged.

Fang Yu gritted his teeth, feeling deep regret in his heart.om the man's throat, his brow corded with veins as his breath came out in ragged gasps.His eyes were bloodshot, fixed on Xiao Ling lying on the ground in the center of Lake Heart Pavilion, his killing...