As soon as he finished speaking, the Black Sword abruptly appeared in Su Xing's right hand. The Sparrow Sword also began circling around Su Xing and Lu Anning. A solemn killing intent rose within Su Xing's heart.
"Mercy... That was my son! My son!"
A brilliant green light burst from the Corpse High Priest's eyes. With murderous fury, he roared, "You dared to kill my son, Lin Ran's son! I'll slaughter you and everyone around you, then send you all underground to be buried with my son!"
Enraged beyond reason, the Corpse High Priest accidentally shouted the name he had used before joining the Spirit Cult. But he did not care at all. With a sudden movement, his entire body became a blurry afterimage as he charged wildly toward Su Xing!
His terrifying speed created one air explosion after another. Amid rings of bursting shockwaves, his palm, covered in dense green Sequence Energy, slashed viciously toward Su Xing.
"Buried with him? By you?!"
Su Xing roared as well. The Spirit Cult's repeated harassment had already begun to irritate him. With frustration boiling in his heart, he neither dodged nor evaded. Gripping the Black Sword tightly in his right hand, he suddenly slashed at his opponent!
The Corpse High Priest wanted to use the fact that his zombie sequence made him difficult to kill and trade injury for injury with Su Xing.
But Su Xing had already suffered once at Xue Cheng's hands. How could he fall for it again? Almost the instant the Corpse High Priest formed that thought, the Sparrow Sword slashed directly at his other fist!
Boom!
With a tremendous roar, a huge section of the ground suddenly caved in, kicking up a cloud of dust.
Within the hazy dust, one figure stood perfectly still. The other was