The black-clad sword cultivator called Hei Ya beamed as he said,
"That old thing has been reincarnated for so long and is weak to such a pathetic state. Is he still worthy of the title Great Lord of Sword Emperor City? In my view, he is nothing more than a stinking crawler!"
Boom!
He swung the enormous Blood-colored Dao Sword. Its killing aura shook the world, and his attacks grew ever more domineering and ferocious, forcing He Bo to retreat.
"Hahaha! Zhou Sanjia, the Great Lord of Sword Emperor City's number one loyal dog, one of the illustrious Nine Patriarchs of the Sword Dao, revered by the sword cultivators of Zhongxuan Dao Ruins as a 'living fossil of the Sword Dao'—when did you become such trash?"
Hei Ya threw back his head and laughed.
His eyes brimmed with bloodthirsty savagery.
Zhou Sanjia.
An old servant beneath the Great Lord of Sword Emperor City, and one of the enemies Hei Ya was determined to kill in this life!
He Bo's expression did not change despite having his true name exposed and mocked. "No matter how worthless I am, can't you do anything to me either?"
"But your Great Lord's reincarnated body is bound to die! The Dao Fruit on him will also be plucked away by me!"
Hei Ya sneered. "I remember that this old slave once swore that if his master died, he would destroy his own sword heart and die alongside him. I'd like to see whether you will honor that oath!"
He Bo frowned and said nothing.
Yet the worry between his brows deepened.
Bang!!!
In the distance, Gongye Futu was struck again, his entire body smashed down to the ground by a spear.
Hei Ya let out a snickering laugh. "Back then, you and that old fellow