Su Changkong was betting that Liu Bairen wanted to capture him alive and wouldn't let him die so easily—his gamble had paid off!
Liu Bairen's sword had not thrust towards Su Changkong's throat or heart, but rather his right shoulder!
"Puh!"
Even though Su Changkong was wearing a golden ring armor, it only slightly delayed the piercing thrust of Liu Bairen's sword, which penetrated through, impaling Su Changkong's shoulder and protruding out from the back.
This was the first time Su Changkong had ever suffered such a severe injury since he had started his martial path.
"Crack, crack!"