Jin Sang shot Yin Sang and Tong Sang a look, and the three of them instantly formed a surrounding encirclement, trapping Cao Xiang'er in the middle. Tong Sang said coldly:
"Big Brother, we have to be quick, otherwise who knows what tricks this woman will pull again."
"Mm."
Jin Sang nodded.
He immediately formed a hand seal with his right hand, just about to initiate the master-recognition ritual, when he suddenly felt a chill at his neck. By the time he reacted, a streak of violet light had already flashed like lightning across his throat.
Thud!
A perfectly good head rolled straight to the ground:
"How could..."
Jin Sang didn't even know how he died, because throughout the process, his Divine Sense had clearly been on guard all around, without detecting the slightest abnormality.
As Jin Sang fell.
Yin Sang and Tong Sang froze for a moment, and in the next instant, endless fury burst from their eyes:
"You cheap slut, you're courting death!!"
