Cen Weizhuang was so furious his hair stood on end, his killing intent boundless, while everyone present stood frozen in shock.
What had Cen Weizhuang just said? Su Xin had actually killed two Soul Fusion Realm martial artists and seventeen Spirit Transformation Realm martial artists. Was he trying to defy the heavens?
Taken separately, this record of slaughter wasn't all that remarkable. The jianghu was treacherous, and it was perfectly normal for even a Soul Fusion Realm expert to be killed by some unexpected turn of events.
What was abnormal was that so many people had been killed by Su Xin alone in such a short time. It was practically the equivalent of the losses suffered by two top-tier factions in a great battle.
In fact, even after a great battle, unless it was a fight to the death, they wouldn't lose two Soul Fusion Realm experts.
Everyone looked at Su Xin with terror in their eyes.
How many Soul Fusion Realm martial artists had died at his hands since he first made his name?
Though he was only in the Spirit Transformation Realm, he slaughtered people of the same rank like dogs. Could even Soul Fusion Realm experts no longer withstand his edge?
The aura around Cen Weizhuang had already climbed to its peak. This Yang Spirit Realm expert was clearly enraged and wanted to kill Su Xin as quickly as possible.
At a time like this, it didn't matter whether Su Xin was one of the Four Great Constables of the Imperial Court. Even if he were a prince, Cen Weizhuang would still dare to kill him!
If the Qingcheng Sword Sect didn't even utter a peep after losing two Soul Fusion Realm experts and seventeen Spirit Transformation Realm martial artists, they might as well stop calling themselves