"Is it over already?"
Jin Zheng Tian had been behind the crowd, and he was facing Zhao Ziyu, whose cultivation was on the same level as his own, so he had been unable to grasp the battlefield situation at once.
Even so, he was stunned when he heard this.
That arrogant brat had actually been so vulnerable?
That couldn't be right, could it?
It was not just him.
Zhao Ziyu also turned back in astonishment.
However, as an invader who was worried that something might happen to Qin Shaofeng, he had kept his divine consciousness spread out the entire time.
Naturally.
The moment he turned around, he discovered a bizarre scene.
Someone really had died.
And they had been beheaded with a single slash.
Yet the one who had died was precisely the Seven Luminaries Sect expert who had just been incomparably arrogant and declared that he would kill Qin Shaofeng.
With such a result, how could those people still shout those words?
And how could they clearly have suffered a crushing defeat, yet act as though they had won and discuss searching for supplies right on the battlefield?
Could it be that every one of these people had something wrong with their brains?
Little did they know.
The problem with these people was not their brains.
The gap in cultivation was so vast, and four Seventh-tier Saint Star Position experts had attacked together. They truly could not find any reason for Qin Shaofeng to survive.
Their vision had been somewhat obstructed at the time, leaving them able only to confirm the sounds and see that someone had been beheaded.
As their vision completely cleared, the discussion that had not yet ended was abruptly cut off by the sight before them.
Almost everyone felt as though they had been slapped