Splurt!
Daoist Qing Song's fast sword, driven to its utmost, was unexpectedly caught in Jiang Shi's hand. The sharp Sword Qi sliced into Jiang Shi's palm, finally causing a large flow of blood.
"I already told you, my speed isn't slow. Damn it, you're still trying to play speed in front of me!"
Boom!
A strike came down, just as Daoist Qing Song was about to retreat, smashing violently onto his forehead. It almost buried his body deep into the ground, turning him into a mass of shattered flesh.
The entire ground was violently shaken, creating a huge crater half a meter deep.
Zen Master Wu Hui, who was revolving around Jiang Shi, finally revealed complete shock.
A Daoist Qing Song who has been his equal for decades was killed just like that?
"Leave!"
Without a second thought, he turned and left, his body leaping swiftly toward the distance to escape.
As he fled, the crowd in the distance was utterly dumbfounded, more incredulous than ever.
"Did Zen Master Wu Hui run away?"
