Slaying a True Lord Once More

After a moment of silence, Sword Madman said coldly:

"Not bad, you little brat from Mount Shu. You truly are sinister and cunning!"

"You actually took advantage of Dharma Venerable's unpreparedness to launch a sneak attack from behind!"

"So the Mount Shu Sacred Land, foremost among the Ten Great Sacred Lands of the righteous path, is actually this despicable and shameless?"

Hearing Sword Madman's words, Chen Changqing offered no reply. Instead, Bai Wuya gave a faint, cold laugh and said:

"A True Lord was slain by a junior at Early Tribulation Transcendence."

"Even if it was a sneak attack, it only means his skills were lacking."

"Besides, Dharma Venerable had not failed to react just now."

"You, Sword Madman, are a dignified True Lord, yet you are making such a fuss over a Tribulation Transcendence junior. That is what truly makes people laugh!"

"Furthermore, my Shu Mountain Sacred Land is not something you can slander!"

As soon as his words fell, boundless spear intent erupted from Bai Wuya's body, sharp and proud as it howled through the air.

Sword Madman gritted his teeth in fury at those words. Rage blazed in his heart, yet he did not know how to refute him.

At that moment, Blood Hand's expression darkened. A sinister glint flashed through his eyes as he said solemnly:

"Sword Madman."

"Fight or retreat?"

Hearing Blood Hand's question, Sword Madman froze, hesitation rising within him.

Earlier, it had taken the combined forces of Blood Hand, Dharma Venerable, and himself just to barely suppress Bai Wuya.

But now, Dharma Venerable had been killed by a single sword strike from Chen Changqing.

If they faced Bai Wuya again, their chances of victory would likely be slim.

After thinking for a moment, Sword Madman took a deep breath. Determination flashed in his