Song Yuan's face revealed an incredulous expression when he heard Qin Luo's words.
Qin Luo actually said he would kill him?
Before he could speak, Yu Xiulian could no longer hold herself back. She shouted at Qin Luo, "Qin Luo, you are nothing more than a mortal from the Lower Realm! Who do you think you are?"
"You dare speak so rudely to Senior Brother Song? Do you know that Senior Brother Song is an inner disciple of our Star-Seizing Tower?"
"Furthermore, we came to find you under the God King Realm's orders! We came to help you, yet you want to repay kindness with enmity! You are unworthy of being human!"
Yu Xiulian believed she stood upon the moral high ground, allowing her to condemn Qin Luo to her heart's content.
Qin Luo smiled. "It seems you didn't hear clearly what I said."
"Those who talk too much die quickly; those who talk less may die more slowly."
"Now, it is obvious that you have said far too much as well."
"So I'll send you to your death first."
As Qin Luo's words fell, his sword left its sheath—the Heaven-Slaying Sword-Drawing Art.
"Qin Luo, how dare you!" Song Yuan roared. He wanted to stop Qin Luo, but the moment Qin Luo unleashed that sword strike, intense fear rose within his heart.
I can't block this sword? An absurd thought surfaced in his mind.
Thus, his advancing foot halted, and he even took two slight steps back.
But the other few did not possess his vigilance. With furious roars, they launched their attacks at Qin Luo.
With five hundred thousand years of Sword-Drawing Art cultivation, Qin Luo was outrageously powerful at this moment.
The three men stood before Yu Xiulian. Before they could even let out a roar, they were