Their figures crossed paths. Just as expected, no miracle occurred.
With a soft thup, the sound of a blade sinking into flesh rang out. Second of Songling felt a chill at his throat, and his saber slipped limply from his grasp.
His face twisted with unwillingness, but there was nothing he could do. His body crashed heavily to the ground.
"Second!!"
Eldest of Songling, the leader of the Three Friends of Songling, was overcome with grief and fury. His eyes nearly split with rage, yet there was nothing he could do.
In their first clash, the two had joined forces, swords and sabers striking together, yet they still couldn't block a single slash from Liu Chu!
His arm had been severed, leaving him badly weakened and stripped of any will to fight.
Watching Second of Songling die before his eyes, he gritted his teeth, turned, and tried to flee.
But how could Liu Chu give him the chance to escape?
The muscles in his legs suddenly tensed. He poured all his Blood Vitality into them and sprang forward, his body surging like a loaded spring. In an instant, he was upon Eldest of Songling.
The long saber in his hand cut through the air, and a blinding blade-flash burst forth!
Thup!
The saber swept sideways. A head flew into the air, spinning like a top before hitting the ground with a thud!
And just like that, all three of the Three Friends of Songling were dead!
Liu Chu sheathed his saber and stood tall where he was.
He had only swung his blade four times in total!
In just four strikes, he had killed three Bone Refining experts!!
Gulp!
Luo Qingyue and the other martial hall disciples stared blankly at the tall figure standing proudly in the field. They couldn't