Boom!
With a thunderous explosion, Dao Lord Taichu scattered the flames filling the sky with a single punch. The Qing Yi-clad youth was sent flying backward and slammed viciously into the wall.
He slid along it, smashing through the hard wall before finally crashing to the ground.
Pfft!
The Qing Yi-clad youth spat out a mouthful of blood and stared at Dao Lord Taichu in disbelief. He simply could not imagine why this seemingly ordinary man possessed such a terrifying physical body.
He had cultivated a top-tier Body Refining Cultivation Method. His specially strengthened body could not even withstand one punch from the other party?
"You... you..."
The Qing Yi-clad youth struggled to his feet, his eyes filled with terror.
Dao Lord Taichu looked coldly at the Qing Yi-clad youth. He slowly raised his right hand, pinching his index finger and thumb into a sword gesture, then pointed at him.
Sword qi whistled forth and pierced through the Qing Yi-clad youth's chest.
Blood dyed his pale skin red, yet the Qing Yi-clad youth seemed not to feel any pain at all. He looked at Dao Lord Taichu in shock and muttered, "I... lost?"
"I lost, but I'm still unwilling to accept it!"
The Qing Yi-clad youth's face twisted savagely, his eyes brimming with venom. Ignoring his injuries, he charged at Dao Lord Taichu once more.
He wanted revenge. He wanted to personally kill this bastard who had humiliated him!
Dao Lord Taichu's expression remained calm, without the slightest trace of tension.
Buzz!
He flicked his finger, and a streak of sword qi shot through the air, piercing the Qing Yi-clad youth's glabella.
Boom!
The Qing Yi-clad youth's body crashed to the ground, completely dead.
He died with his eyes open, still staring fixedly at Dao Lord Taichu with intense hatred