THWACK!
The Thunder Shadow Sword shot out, pierced the air, and struck Xiang Feng's heart, penetrating straight through.
"Ahhh!"
Coughing up a mouthful of blood, Xiang Feng cried out as he looked down at the hole in his chest, a look of unwillingness appearing in his eyes.
However, even for a Top Sky Apex Strong, a pierced heart meant certain death.
BANG!
With a tap of his foot, Ling Chen retreated two steps. Xiang Feng's great hammer smashed into the spot where Ling Chen had just stood, easily dodged.
"Finally, he's dead."
Ling Chen sheathed his sword, his eyes devoid of pity.
Such vendettas occurred daily in the Jianghu. The deaths of two Young Masters were not significant events.
WHOOSH!
At that moment, three figures suddenly emerged from the nearby area, passing through the ruptured wall and appearing in the corridor: a man and two women.
Ling Chen's gaze shifted to the three. He recognized the two women among them.
"Ling Chen?"
