Resentful Chancellor

After being severely injured, the golden bull seemed to lose all its strength. It fell to the ground and let out a tragic cry as though it had lost the ability to resist.

"Get out of the way!" Zhou Wen roared as he cleaved down the Bamboo Blade at the golden bull's neck.

Li Xuan ducked to the side. The golden bull seemed to be in so much pain that it forgot how to dodge. When Zhou Wen's Bamboo Blade slashed at its neck, a metallic clang sounded. A long gash appeared on its neck as blood immediately gushed out.

Zhou Wen's other hand had already grabbed the Golden Overlord Sword and slashed. The golden bull was completely at Zhou Wen's mercy. It didn't resist as Zhou Wen's cleaved through more than half its neck.

"No good. Retreat quickly!" Zhou Wen felt a sense of danger when he saw a strange aura emit from the golden bull. As he shouted, he flew backward.