Li Kong was gone, and he had not gone peacefully.
His eyes were bulging wide, filled with disbelief, because his head had already been severed from his body.
Even in death, he had not seen where Shen Han had suddenly produced a massive curved blade. Not only had it blocked his lethal Heart-Crushing Palm, but with one slash, it had taken his head.
"Elder!"
Hui Ming and the other two were scared out of their wits.
The elder had clearly held the advantage and had been about to severely injure this Ugly Man. How had the situation suddenly reversed, with the Ugly Man pulling off a counterkill using that abruptly appearing curved blade?!
Sizzle!
Blood gushed forth.
In an instant, it dyed the temple floor red.
Li Kong, an elder of Blood Transformation Temple and a dignified Tendon Refining martial artist, had lost his life just like that, his corpse and head parted.
"This..."
Lin Tanzhi stood dumbstruck.
In that flash of lightning and spark, he had not seen Shen Han's movements clearly at all. In the blink of an eye, Li Kong had died on the spot.
"Mr. Ugly Face, I..."
Lin Tanzhi panted heavily. In his shock, he had temporarily forgotten the pain of his severed finger.
In truth, Shen Han had long been prepared for Li Kong's treacherous scheme. He had deliberately revealed a flaw earlier to lure Li Kong in, then cut him down with a single slash.
"Young Escort Chief Lin, I have not failed my mission! Do you remember what you told me that night? It doesn't matter if you're ugly—so long as you work hard, you can still carve out a patch of sky for yourself!"
Shen Han's ugly face broke into an exceedingly peculiar smile.
Lin Tanzhi nodded blankly.
"Run, run..."
Hui