Eternal Sacred King

as if he did not even have the strength to dodge.
Although his face was pale, his eyes burned brightly in a terrifying manner!

He was truly drained after killing Xi Wuya.

Furthermore, Xi Wuya was a perfected Golden Core, the number one Perfected Being of the North Region.
He was truly someone with frightening strength and had an extremely terrifying physique after cultivating the Glass Mental Sutra.
After the repeated head-on clashes, Su Zimo had suffered rather serious injuries.

Thin tears were appearing on his organs!

If Xi Wuya could endure for a little more, he might not have been the one who died.

At that moment, Su Zimo did not retaliate and was merely silently healing up and recovering his stamina.

He had the Mystic Gold Silk Armor; be it the spirit art of the first cultivator or the slash from Heavenly Piercing Sword Sect’s paragon, both were external injuries that did not manage to hurt him at the core!

Su Zimo had trump cards left as well.

If he were to release them, the entire world would be overturned!

When Heavenly Piercing Sword Sect’s paragon saw that Su Zimo did not retaliate, he turned even more ferocious and continued forward.
The sword in his hand trembled and created a flurry of swipes.

Poof!

Blood sprayed from Su Zimo’s shoulders once again.

“Fufu.”

Heavenly Piercing Sword Sect’s paragon chuckled, his eyes filled with mockery as he sneered, “Why? You don’t even have the strength to fight back now?”

Su Zimo merely smirked without replying.

“Sigh, to think that such a peerless monster incarnate would end up in such a state.”

Mu Dongqing shook his head and sighed gently, lamenting.

Bai Yuhan remarked softly as well, “Even tigers and dragons have to suffer if they are trapped.
This should be a tribulation in his life as well.
If not for Xi Wuya, he would have gotten out of this place long ago instead of being humiliated by these small fries now.”

“He had no help at all.
If anyone had stepped forth to offload some pressure from him, he wouldn’t have landed in such a miserable state,” Mu Dongqing sighed once more.

Bai Yuhan nodded.
“That’s right.
Who would have the guts to stand beside him now and go against the entire North Region?”

“What kind of a monster incarnate is this? Just die!”

Heavenly Piercing Sword Sect’s paragon felt uneasy and did not want to drag things out further.
Finally, he made up his mind and slashed forward.

His sword was aimed for Su Zimo’s glabella!

If that slash struck, Su Zimo’s head would be pierced entirely.

Su Zimo narrowed his gaze.
Right as he was about to move, he suddenly frowned with a look of confusion.

Buzz!

The sound of a sword buzzing rang out.

An incomparably brilliant sword beam appeared all of a sudden!

That sword beam was magnificent and attracted everyone’s attention.

However, its speed was way too fast.

It happened instantly.

Nobody could see where the slash came from.

Nobody could identify the trajectory of the slash.

Nobody could identify the direction of the slash.

However, everyone felt the killing intent from that slash!

The sword beam dissipated.

Suddenly, the battlefield went silent.

The atmosphere turned extremely strange.

Heavenly Piercing Sword Sect’s paragon froze in his steps.

His gaze turned dull.

After a momentary pause, the long sword in his hand fell and a thin gash appeared on his throat, turning wider and clearer!

Poof!

A blood mist spewed out.

Heavenly Piercing Sword Sect’s paragon fell stiffly forward, dead!

The crowd was in an uproar!

Countless cultivators looked all around, trying to seek out the person who attacked.

There were not many sword cultivators in the North Region.

There were even less sword cultivators who could master such a terrifying sword technique to be able to threaten the paragon of Heavenly Piercing Sword Sect.

Taba Feng and Murong Wushuang glared at a black-robed man in the middle of the crowd with conflicted expressions.
They were shocked and surprised, but more than that, they were puzzled.

The black-robed man held a pitch-black sheathed sword in his left hand.
Slowly, he strode out from the crowd one step at a time.

Surveying his surroundings with a hollow gaze that could not focus, he spoke slowly, “Anyone who wishes to kill him will first have to pass through my sword!”

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