At this moment, Su Beiheng and the middle-aged man in gray were still locked in a cold stare...
But then, the middle-aged man in gray suddenly muttered, "There's no time."
After saying that softly, terrifying killing intent surged in his eyes. "Since you won't talk, then I'll destroy you. I don't care."
Of course, the middle-aged man in gray did care. What he meant was that he had no time to ask questions.
With that, he was about to shred Su Beiheng's body completely into pulp with a single sword strike.
At that moment, Su Beiheng slowly closed his eyes. He had truly reached his limit. Even if he had not, he still would not have been able to defeat the middle-aged man in gray before him. The gap between their strengths was simply too obvious...
He had already done everything he could. What came next depended on Sikong Jing.
Still, Su Beiheng let out a silent sigh in his heart...
"A-Jing, it seems I can't make it back to Wu Yan's side with you carrying me on your back. Wu Yan... I'm sorry."
In the current circumstances, he could no longer preserve this corpse.
He had already given it everything he had, but if it could not be done, then there was nothing to be done. In truth, he had long been mentally prepared.
But just then... Awooo!
A heaven-shaking howl rose from somewhere beyond the outskirts of the One-Claw Domain below. Then, a cold male voice rang through the clouds. "Of course I was the one who told him about your mount's fatal weakness..."
The moment those words fell, Su Beiheng could not help widening his eyes slightly. That seemed to be A-Jing's voice after disguising himself?
Had he still been unable to resist coming out?
Before Su