"It seems, this is all the strength you have," Su Heng slowly pulled his legs out of a muddy swamp, shaking off the muddy water clinging to him.
With a backhanded grip on his weapon, Su Heng's eyes narrowed, a cold laugh escaping him, "If that's all you can muster, you can't change the fate of dying by my hand today. Or, you could give up resisting and follow me back to the Demon Suppression Tower, and you might suffer less."
"How arrogant," the White Deer Demon King spoke coldly, her hands grasping the long halberd, its cold, gleaming blade aimed straight at Su Heng's brow.
Seeing this, Su Heng said no more.
Bang!
He bent his knees to gather strength, then leaped forward violently.
The ground beneath his feet exploded instantly, scattering a large amount of mud, creating a huge depression.