Chapter 118 Where is My Sword?

The dagger leaves a wound that is about 10 cm long on Gao Ge’s arm.

The skin is cut open and the flesh is exposed.

The blood keeps dripping along Gao Ge’s chin.

He keeps running the power of stars to stop bleeding. Yet, it doesn’t work well. After all, he has fought with Shen Mo for quite a while, which is a great consumption of strength for him.

“Hmm. Cultivators are also so shameless?” Mo Ran standing aside says with a snort.

Shen Mo looks at him and says, “You are the next.”

“Go for it then!” Mo Ran says grimly.

Gao Ge wipes the wound on his arm and interrupts their conversation, “Stop bluffing. You are no match for him.”

Mo Ran coughs, wondering whether he should intervene. Otherwise, just as Shen Mo said, after Gao Ge is dead, he will be the next one to be killed.

Suddenly, Gao Ge reaches out his hand.

“How about lending me your sword?”