While enduring the pain, the shock in the Saintess' heart reached an extreme.
Wei Xu was definitely the scariest man she had ever seen.
His willpower, which was ten or a hundred times stronger than that of ordinary people, had yet to be completely controlled by the medicine.
She was clearly already so powerful, but she still could not defeat Wei Xu.
It was not that Wei Xu's martial arts attainment really higher than hers. At least, before he recovered from his injuries, the two of them were evenly matched.
However, Wei Xu had a terrifying explosive power. He was born to die.
This might be the will of the God of War.
The Saintess looked at Wei Xu coldly and raised her other hand, stabbing a silver needle toward Wei Xu's temple.
Unfortunately, she didn't succeed.
Wei Xu blocked her wrist in time and twisted her arm.
She was already considered someone who could endure pain, but she cried out in pain from this sudden move.
