Three Rounds
Editor: Atlas Studios
At the same time.
The blood-robed youth endured the pain in his head and gritted his teeth. "Watch out, there's something else on Su Zimo's body!"
However, it was already too late when he said that.
The moment Night Spirit struck, Yu Fei felt something and turned around instinctively.
The next moment, his pupils constricted violently and his heart stopped beating!
"Poof!"
A flash of blood appeared as Yu Fei's Adam's apple was torn apart by Night Spirit alongside a huge chunk of flesh!
Fresh blood splattered all over Su Zimo's body.
Night Spirit's timing could be described as perfect!
The entire process was smooth and fluid like water.
In that brief moment, Night Spirit displayed a precise and keen sense of timing towards the situation - that was a capability that no one had imparted to him.
It was completely through instinct!
Killing instinct!
When he saw that, Su Zimo was stunned.