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"": "Bai Xian did not dodge, of course. She held the sword in both hands, its point aimed at Bai Su's head.
Bai Su's eyes nearly burst from their sockets. His legs had been straight, but he bent them desperately, trying to hook his feet into the soil and halt his momentum.
But they were too close.
It was precisely because they were so close that Bai Su, with his Red Robe strength, had dared to ambush Bai Xian, a Real Person.
It was precisely because they were so close that Bai Su had indulged in the fantasy that Bai Xian would not have time to react.
Instead, it all made him look like an utter clown.
The sword point plunged into Bai Su's wide-open mouth.
In that final instant, he had raised his head to beg for mercy, and the sword had gone straight into his mouth.
A faint squelch marked the piercing of bone. Finally, the sword point emerged from his neck at the base of his skull.
Bai Su's eyes moved with difficulty, looking down until he saw the sword.
His mouth still tried to form words, but nothing came out.
"My God... Taoist Bai Xian, why did you stab him through the mouth? He's a eunuch, damn it. Now he's dead and his mouth is ruined, he'll have one less working part down below. You were fellow disciples, after all. Hasn't he suffered enough?"
Xu Lu finished with a grimace, his eyes filled with contempt.
"Urgh..." Bai Su's final sound was muffled and indistinct, blood gushing out in spurts.
At last, he breathed his last.
With a swish, Bai Xian pulled out her sword.
Bai Su fell with a dull thud.
Sunlight fell on Bai Su's corpse. His whole body was soon