Oddly Poor
"What? Please explain yourself clearly!" Ye Yunqiu was stunned as well and hurriedly intended to ask for more details, but my face had already gone from pale to dark gray. The Sorrowwind Divine Sword flashed into my hand as I waved it. "Origin Creation in One Pulse!"
In the next moment, the veins all over my body bulged, and countless patterns appeared beside my eyes. After using Origin Creation in One Pulse, my strength instantly erupted to its limit. I suddenly appeared behind the middle-aged man, and under my control, the Sorrowwind Sword's radiance seemed impossible to conceal, dyeing the surrounding sky scarlet!
Boom!
In the blink of an eye, the middle-aged man was smashed into a spray of blood by the power-filled Sorrowwind Divine Sword. He shattered into minced flesh as if he had self-destructed. Before his ethereal body could even react, it was slashed with one sword mark after another. When he tried to flee, another round of explosions rang out, and the old woman was hacked into flying slurry on the spot by my Sword Qi. Blood rained across the sky and splashed onto the Bloodrage Lotus ahead, only to be absorbed in an instant.
Li Poxiao and Ye Yunqiu both wore frosty expressions. One was wary of my attack, while the other was astonished by this sudden outburst and shocked by the effect of such a surprise assault.
Two ninth-tribulation True Immortals had been as fragile as a pair of ants beneath Origin Creation in One Pulse, effortlessly hacked into minced meat! The ethereal body fled like mad, and I did not continue pursuing it, because now only Li Poxiao and I remained, staring into each other's eyes. His eyes turned cold, and he shouted, "Do you know that if you continue killing like