Chapter 1029: Who Looks More Like a Dog?

Zhou Bing panted, his face darkening. He hadn't expected Benjamin Shaw to be this hard to put down. The celestial sword art was brutally draining; more than half his qi was spent, and still he hadn't managed to cut Benjamin down. Even so, he could feel it-after his relentless barrage, Benjamin's vitality had begun to ebb. Clearly, no matter how tough his flesh, he was at his limit. Zhou Bing popped a pill to restore his qi, then flashed a wolfish grin. "Keep running your mouth, boy. Go on." "Didn't...