The cold gleam had not yet arrived.
Its sharp edge had already sliced open Sun Sheng's skin, staining his throat red.
Intense killing intent pierced straight through his crown in an instant. His neck turned ice-cold to the bone, as though a single sword had truly severed his head.
This is bad!
Sun Sheng was seized by alarm, the shadow of death engulfing him.
Suspended in midair, he still could not adjust his posture. With no other choice, Sun Sheng forcibly erupted with vitality, pouring it into the two halves of the long staff that Li Changqing had severed with Sleeve Green Snake.
Then he flung them out fiercely!
Like slicing through tofu, the cold gleam's speed did not diminish in the slightest.
Instead, following the rhythm of heaven and earth and driven by the wind, it grew faster and faster.
The long staff was completely cleaved apart.
The vitality barrier shattered.
This was Li Changqing's ultimate move, brimming with killing intent.
An unavoidable sword technique—Hundred Paces Flying Sword.
The sharp blade was upon him.
Two fingers suddenly clamped the sword tip from the side.
Clang—
A fierce sword cry reverberated throughout the arena. The murderous aura made the referee holding the sword twitch his brows.
"What heavy killing intent!"
The instant this sword was unleashed, it had left no room whatsoever.
At the moment he threw the sword, there had been only the pure killing intent of claiming a man's head.
The referee exerted force with two fingers. Mid-Level Nine-Star Mental Power enveloped the sword body, finally suppressing the sword's killing intent and dispersing the sword intent within it completely.
Sun Sheng stood behind the referee. As his two secret arts of vitality and Mental Power faded, his face turned white as paper.
Had it not been for his