Hiss~
The Sword Saint drew a long azure blade, and thunder cracked through the air.
Then Zhang Bing saw a flash of lightning, and his body was cut in two!
"Am I dead?"
Zhang Bing was stunned. Then terror overwhelmed him!
The Yin-Yang Corpse Immortal's blade had moved faster than his thoughts!
Before his upper body even hit the ground, the Sword Saints surrounding him struck!
"Ah!!!"
In an instant, Zhang Bing felt his soul torn apart thousands upon thousands of times.
At some point, the sky had darkened and the world had gone black. Yet the Sword Saint's blade stood out with terrible clarity. Zhang Bing felt every swing, though the blade moved faster than lightning!
This world was no ordinary place!
The Sword Saint had dragged Zhang Bing into a nightmare!
"Blade Prison: Myriad Blades Pierce the Heart!"
Suddenly, all the Sword Saints merged into one and unleashed a single slash!
He had developed this technique while sparring with Xu Lang. It could deliver a thousand strikes in an instant!
Since they would be colleagues, he had not wanted to be so violent. But this man was insufferable and needed a lesson.
"This is for your own good. If you offend the Demon King later, that would be a far graver offense." The Sword Saint sheathed his blade.
Behind him, Chen Bing screamed. Blood burst from his body again and again, as though countless blades were erupting inside him.
Splat~
Chen Bing's mangled remains hit the ground. As if on cue, the dream shattered!
"AAAAAAH!!!"
In the real world, Chen Bing trembled uncontrollably, foam spilling from his mouth.
"Keep screaming, and I'll make everything in that dream real." The Sword Saint had not expected Chen Bing to be such a coward.
Could a man like this really