The weapon cleaved through metal like soft clay. Not to mention inflicting grievous wounds upon the leopard's insides, even the two blades that pierced his chest were spurting blood, staining him from head to toe.,He looked into the leopard's blood-red eyes, realizing it was mad.,But the most notable figure in the whole theatre was this sleepy old man. He added, "Next time, let's go to a different opera house. Don't call it 'Zhaixiantai'. Are fairies peaches that can be plucked at random"。