Jiang Nan swallowed. "There are rules to killing, too?"
Wang Zong grinned. "Imagine I'm your greatest enemy. Only by killing me can you survive, and the people you care about can survive!"
"Unleash your killing intent against me with all your might!"
Jiang Nan took a deep breath, his expression turning completely cold. The temperature around him seemed to drop along with it, as if winter had descended!
His eyes fixed fiercely on Wang Zong!
At that moment, Jiang Nan was like a drawn blade, its edge fully bared, as if it could slash out at any moment!
The uncles and aunties nearby clicked their tongues in wonder!
"Nan Zai Zai's got some skill. Kids his age probably wouldn't even have the courage to make a move against killing intent like that, would they?"
"But compared to Old Wang, he's still green!"
Under the onslaught of Jiang Nan's killing intent, Wang Zong's expression didn't change in the slightest. In fact, the corner of his mouth even curled up!
"That's all you've got? Then those tens of thousands you killed really died for nothing!"
"Watch closely! This is how you kill!"
The next instant, a blood-red glint lit up in Wang Zong's cloudy eyes as he stared directly into Jiang Nan's!
A terrifying killing intent burst forth, and snow fell out of nowhere!
Wang Zong hadn't used any spirit skill, nor had he released any spiritual pressure. It was nothing but a look!
Yet in Jiang Nan's eyes, the old man sitting on the bed suddenly grew infinitely tall!
Those blood-red eyes seemed to become a nightmare that would haunt him forever!
Beneath Wang Zong's feet lay a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, and Wang Zong stood atop that mountain of bones!
At that moment, an overwhelming sense