However, those little paper people seemed to have eyes. A group of them swept over and wrapped around Luo Dashan's hands and feet, binding him and making him unable to move.
Shen Yaowei took advantage of the moment when Luo Dashan was controlled to quickly rush in front of him in a flash. The sharp sword in her hand stabbed straight at his heart.
With a muffled sound, the longsword in Shen Yaowei's hand only stopped at the heart meridian of Luo Dashan. The sharp tip of the sword pierced his skin, but it couldn't press down an inch more.
Shen Yaowei raised her eyebrows and looked at Luo Dashan in surprise.
Luo Dashan laughed out loud. "My Golden Bell Shield Iron Skin Technique has already been cultivated to its peak. Don't even think about killing me. Hahahaha…!"
Looking at Luo Dashan's smug appearance coldly, Shen Yaowei looked at him as if she was looking at a fool.
