"Kid, you lost."
Blazing Sun stood before Dugu Feng and grinned. Looking at Dugu Feng, whose breath was weak and whose body was covered in blood, Blazing Sun could not help but sigh inwardly.
The Dugu Family truly lived up to its name—lonely. Earlier, Gudu Mo had died for the Northern Continent, and now Dugu Feng was about to die by his hand as well.
In Dugu Feng's current state, he probably did not even have the strength to raise a hand. What ability did he have left to resist?
In the end, he was still one step more skilled. He had witnessed Gudu Mo's miserable end, then personally killed his younger brother. The deaths of the Dugu Family's two descendants were both connected to him.
Thinking of it that way, he felt rather accomplished.
"Go down and keep your brother company. You two were both quite impressive. Your luck was simply bad."
Once Blazing Sun finished sighing, his expression sharpened. Though he did feel some pity for the Dugu Family's two descendants, reality was reality. He would not foolishly spare Dugu Feng.
Just as he casually reached out, intending to crush Dugu Feng's head in one grip, Blazing Sun's expression suddenly changed.
"No, where is that wooden sword?"
Only then did Blazing Sun realize that, from beginning to end, he seemed never to have seen the wooden sword Dugu Feng usually carried.
Not good.
In the next instant, Blazing Sun's face drastically changed. Yet by the time he realized it, it was already too late. The void behind him shattered, and from within the broken void, a wooden sword slowly emerged.
Then, with the speed of lightning, it pierced through his head. Even his sea of consciousness was instantly torn apart by Sword Qi.
"That's impossible. The sixth sword