"Su Xin!"
The Su Family Ancestor let out a low growl, and the rest of the Su Family members also looked at Su Xin with murderous intent.
Their Su Family's direct bloodline was already pitifully small. Never mind a Spirit Transformation Realm expert—even an ordinary Houtian Martial Artist was precious. And yet one of them had died right here.
That wasn't even the most important part. Su Zhongwei had already cried out that he surrendered, but Su Xin had still killed him with the Primordial Spirit Sword.
Su Mingli stepped forward and shouted furiously, "Su Xin! What do you mean by this? Su Zhongwei had already surrendered, so why did you still kill him? You proposed this wager, yet you were the first to break the rules. Are you really looking to die?"
Su Xin dug at his ear and replied with an indifferent expression, "I really do wonder how the people of your Su Family managed to cultivate this far. How naïve!
"What's the situation now? This is a fight to the death. Once you strike, life and death are decided. There's no room to hold back.
"He was too slow to shout surrender, and that's my fault? He didn't give up in time, and that's my fault too? You can't put the shit you've already taken back in!"
"You!"
The Su Family members were all furious, but at that moment, the Dugu Clan's ancestor quietly stepped forward beside Su Xin, making his stance clear. The Su Family members instantly fell silent, as if someone had poured a bucket of cold water over them.
With the Dugu Clan and so many martial forces from the Beiyuan Circuit supporting Su Xin, what could they do even if they knew he had deliberately killed Su Zhongwei? The stronger side made the