If This Grudge Is Not Avenged, I Swear I Am No Man!

That teacher's healing Soul Skill had already landed on Grandmaster.

Liu Erlong rose to her feet, her eyes fierce as she looked at the two fallen knights, then strode over.

Tang San's body did not pause at all. The moment the two knights hit the ground, he had already reached their side.

One of the knights died on the spot. He had only been struck by a single Dragon Whisker Needle, but it had pierced his heart. The contracting, pulling force of the Dragon Whisker Needle tore his heart apart, killing him instantly!

The other man's life was not in danger, but several of his acupoints had been pierced by Dragon Whisker Needles, making him lose the ability to move. He could not budge.

The curled Dragon Whisker Needles twisted the man's face with pain, and he was almost about to pass out.

His own teacher had been tortured into something neither human nor ghost. Killing intent had already surged to the heavens in Tang San's heart, so the moment he attacked, it was a lethal strike.

He had killed one and deliberately left one alive. He wanted to ask clearly just who had tortured his teacher into this state!

No matter who it was, since they had done it, they would have to bear his fury!

Tang San came to this man's side and crouched down, his voice incomparably icy as he asked, "Who tortured my teacher into this state? Say it, and I can give you a quick death!"

The knight was furious and roared madly, "You little bastard, you're dead! And your academy too! All of you will die! Not one of you will escape!"

He was a Soul Ancestor expert, and also a Hall Guardian Knight of Spirit City with an exalted status. Yet he had