Soldier's Sword Has a Soul Chapter 152

Time froze at this moment, and everything that happened became a picture played frame by frame in Damon's eyes. He watched as the blade of the Zhixuan Knife broke through the air and bit towards Theo. The sharp tip of the knife, with sparks flying, sank into the hideous arm whose bones seemed to be about to break through the skin. He felt a very weak resistance in the palm of his hand, which was the weak resistance encountered when penetrating the flesh and bones. The Zhixuan Knife, which already weighed a hundred kilograms, became even heavier. However, the invincible and indestructible Qilin Horn would definitely be able to break through all obstacles in the end.

The resistance disappeared in an instant, and the sharp blade of the Zhixuan Knife pierced through Theo's arm. The once slender and strong torso, and the arm connected to the beautiful fingers that intoxicated countless girls from Tianling Country, was forcibly separated from its owner!

In Damon's vision, the arm flew into the air, and in his palm he was still tightly grasping the Xirang as if it had merged with it. Although the arm had protruding bones, bulging veins, and skin as black as charcoal, it was still a part of Theo's body.

"Ahhh------"

This roar came neither from Theo who was splattering blood, nor from Damon who was staring with eyes wide open, but from Tianrong. Tianrong didn't even bother to turn around and bite Damon's neck. He hugged Theo tightly, and the roar was sad and desperate.