Zhao Wuji Dies a Miserable Death! Sword Light, a Head Falls to the Ground!

Qian Daochen did not plan to keep wasting time.

He raised a single finger.

A wisp of Sword Intent appeared at his fingertips.

Zhao Wuji's pupils constricted.

"Wait! Who are you?"

"Qian Daochen," Qian Daochen said.

Zhao Wuji instantly widened his eyes.

Qian Daochen!

The Heavenly Screen.

The White-Clothed Swordsman!

It was him!

The supreme powerhouse who vanished thirty years ago, he wasn't dead?!

At that moment, endless regret flooded his heart.

Sword light swept past the ruins.

Zhao Wuji's body froze in place.

A thin line of blood emerged from his neck.

The next moment.

His head rolled among the rubble.

Qian Daochen withdrew his finger.

Since you choose to kill, you must be prepared to be killed.

A wisp of Sword Intent scooped up Zhao Wuji's head.

Clear light rushed into the high sky, flying toward the city wall of Heaven Dou City.

Qian Daochen turned and left.

Only a headless corpse remained in the ruins.

Heaven Dou City.

The North City Gate.

A streak of clear light flew from afar.

The city-guarding Soul Master had just looked up when he saw the clear light land on the highest point of the city wall.

Zhao Wuji's head was nailed to the wall by a wisp of Sword Intent.

His eyes had not yet closed.

Terror before death still lingered on his face.

The area near the city gate quickly quieted down.

A city-guarding Soul Master stepped back several steps after seeing that face clearly.

"Zhao Wuji!"

"This is Zhao Wuji of Shrek Academy!"

Nearby pedestrians looked up one after another.

More and more people gathered beneath the city wall.

"The Immovable Bright King Zhao Wuji?"

"Didn't he head toward the north of the city?"

"Who hung his head here?"

"I heard he already broke through to Soul