If you touch my hair, I lose.

What I mean is wait, you are no longer a one-armed young man, but an armless young man! A faint voice came from Salimu Lim's mouth. The one-armed young man's face twitched. He looked at Salimu Lim and snorted coldly: How shameless! Swish! He flipped his left hand. Suddenly, a sharp sword appeared in his hand. There was a cold light at the tip of the sword. This person's cultivation has reached the ninth level of the Martial Honor Realm, and his swordsmanship level has reached the level of...