Fancy Frills, One Slash to Cut Them Down

After his initial surprise, Song Dingfeng listened to Song Zhong's words and immediately laughed in disdain.

"This elder does not know why you recovered your cultivation.

But this elder is at the Qi Control Seventh Layer. You are merely at the Qi Transformation Realm Layer 2, yet you dare provoke this elder."

Even if Song Zhong had gotten lucky and rebuilt himself after being broken, he had merely recovered his cultivation.

He himself was at the Qi Control Seventh Layer, five layers above Song Zhong.

Yet Song Zhong still dared to draw his blade first.

Very good!

Ten days ago, I wanted to kill you but failed.

And now you had foolishly delivered yourself to my door, giving me another chance to kill you.

Song Dingfeng yanked out his sword. With a crisp clang, he thrust it fiercely at Song Zhong.

With a sweep of his sword, seven streaks of Sword Qi materialized in the air in an instant. Faintly, the sword shadows formed the shape of the Big Dipper's seven stars.

Every streak of Sword Qi was incomparably sharp, capable of easily piercing through boulders.

Song Zhong had attacked him first. Even if he killed Song Zhong, no one could say anything about it.

"Little Zhong!"

Song Shilian was horrified. This was Seven Stars Volley, Song Dingfeng's killing move!

Song Dingfeng was at the Qi Control Seventh Layer. How could Little Zhong possibly block it!

His injuries had yet to recover, and it was already too late for him to offer aid.

Song Zhong faced the streaks of Sword Qi before him. His long blade neither dodged nor evaded, but chopped straight down.

Across from him, a mocking smile appeared on Song Dingfeng's face. Song Zhong actually wanted to meet him head-on. He truly was stupid beyond saving.

He...