Xu Changsong curled up on the ground in agony, his face twisted viciously as his screams resounded through the heavens.
Everyone watched her dispatch her enemies with such swift and ruthless methods. For a moment, no one dared shout about killing her anymore.
Of course, what they feared and dreaded most was probably the question of exactly how powerful her martial arts had become.
To eliminate two top-tier experts so effortlessly, they had no choice but to be wary.
Su Qiao nudged the corpse-like Xu Changsong with the tip of her foot. "I wasn't very interested in the position of sect master to begin with. I only wanted to use it to investigate a few things. I just didn't expect you to be so impatient."
"As for the position of sect master, if I'm willing to give it to you, then you can take it. If I'm not, then you'd better keep your mouth shut. You actually joined forces with outsiders to ambush me? Are you tired of living?"
After dealing with the traitor, Su Qiao flew back onto the arena and looked coldly at Lin Hanyan, whose expression was ugly. "Now, it's time to settle the full account between us."
Lin Hanyan said nothing, merely staring at her coldly in return.
She knew that, at this point, there was nothing left to say between them. One of them would die, and the other would live.
Madam Lin looked at Su Qiao in a panic. "You... You're... Xier?"
Su Qiao swept her a cold glance. "As for who I am, you can ask your precious daughter."
As soon as she finished speaking, Su Qiao suddenly attacked. A surge of Internal Energy shot forth, knocking the veil from Lin Hanyan's head and taking her wig down with it.
"Ah!"
Thinking Su