After Song Zhong's slash struck Yi Xianman, the long blade did not slow, crashing heavily into Pan Kun's thrusting sword from the other side.
The immense force hit him, directly driving Pan Kun's body sideways.
A look of utter horror instantly surfaced on Pan Kun's handsome face. Was this strength something a Ninth Layer of Qi Control cultivator should possess?
He was already considered an expert among those at the Ninth Layer of Qi Control, yet before Song Zhong, he had been crushed in a single move.
Before he could steady himself, Song Zhong's second slash fell.
The force of that slash was so overwhelming that it directly sent his head flying dozens of meters before it hit the ground.
In the blink of an eye, two Ninth Layer of Qi Control cultivators had died just like that!
Yi Xianman lay on the ground, smelling the bloody stench in the air, so terrified that her soul nearly fled her body.
Why had they provoked this God of Slaughter?
They had all obtained the qualifications to enter the Xingyi Sect. Would it not have been better to wait until the time came and enter the Xingyi Sect?
Seeing Song Zhong turn back to look at her, she hurriedly begged, "Don't kill me. As long as you spare me, I'll do anything you ask. I'm from the Capital Yi Family. As long as—"
Before Yi Xianman could finish, Song Zhong swung his blade. Her voice came to an abrupt halt.
Who cared who she was?
He only knew that this woman had wanted to kill him earlier. That meant she had to die.
All around them, the people taking the assessment stared at the three corpses on the ground, each sucking in a cold breath. Those were three Ninth Layer of Qi