Crimson blood.
It left a shocking streak across the snow.
Six Eyes struggled to rise.
The tearing agony in his internal organs made him spit out another great mouthful of black blood.
Xiao Yuan's furious blow had been far too powerful.
That punch had carried at least the power of innately great perfection.
No matter how monstrous Six Eyes' talent was.
In the end, he was only in the middle stage innate realm.
His chest heaved violently.
Every rise and fall brought another surge of agony.
Xiao Yuan's hatred for Six Eyes had reached its utmost limit.
He gave Six Eyes no chance to catch his breath.
He charged at Six Eyes again.
Seeing this, Cui Yulong and the others.
Turned pale.
Six Eyes could die.
But he absolutely could not die right under their noses.
Otherwise, once they returned to the Upper Realm.
The person backing Six Eyes would never let them off.
Their lives might not be at risk.
But their prospects would be bleak indeed.
"We can't let Six Eyes die!"
Cui Yulong shouted.
Tightening his grip on his sword, he turned into a streak of light and charged toward Xiao Yuan.
The others hurried after him.
Yet however fast they were, how could they match the rampaging Xiao Yuan?
Xiao Yuan had already reached the gravely wounded Six Eyes.
Looking down at his mortal enemy's wretched, battered figure, Xiao Yuan.
Felt an indescribable rush of satisfaction.
"When you slaughtered my parents and all nine branches of my family, you should have known this day would come!"
Xiao Yuan gave a savage laugh.
He raised his fist, true sun fire coiling around it.
"Die!"
Xiao Yuan brought his fist crashing down.
His fist grew ever larger in Six Eyes' pupils.
But.
Just as Xiao Yuan was about