"Hahahaha!" Zhu Yougui spread his arms and arrogantly shouted at Wu Xuantian and the others, "You ants, show me everything you've got! Otherwise, you won't get another chance!"
Whoosh!
A sword left its sheath, and Wu Xuantian moved with it.
Clang!
"Ah! It hurts like hell!"
As Zhu Yougui screamed, a sword plunged into his lower back.
In the next instant, Wu Xuantian flashed behind Zhu Yougui and sent him flying with a vicious kick.
He only stopped when the sword pierced a massive boulder.
The blow had driven the blade clean through Zhu Yougui's body, leaving him pinned to the rock.
"Is the Great Heavenly Position really that strong?"
But Shangguan Yunque and Li Xingyun, lying on the ground, felt sorely wronged. Resentment covered their faces.
If you could beat Zhu Yougui so easily, why did you watch us get thrashed for so long before stepping in?
Someone at the Great Heavenly Position possessed remarkable vitality. Even with his body impaled, Zhu Yougui still hadn't died.
Zhu Yougui was certainly injured, but his Great Heavenly Position strength remained intact.
"Ah!"
He gripped the sword's tip with both hands, then exerted a sudden burst of force, blasting the entire blade out of his body.
Blood poured endlessly from the wound the sword had left behind.
"I'm at the Great Heavenly Position! How could I lose so easily?"
Zhu Yougui clutched his abdomen, his face filled with fury and unwillingness to accept defeat.
As far as he knew, the Great Heavenly Position was the pinnacle of strength in this world. Even against someone at the same level, he couldn't possibly lose so easily!
"Attack him, all of you! No matter how strong he is, I refuse to believe this many people can't take him down!"
Yet for some reason, not one