"Tell me, who was the one who didn't know what was good for him?"
Xu Yang stood as lithe and powerful as a dragon, his overwhelming pressure surging forward. Tian W ens han found even breathing difficult, as though the air had solidified. "I was!" he said in terror.
He felt that what stood before him was not a man, but a terrifying beast that had emerged from the wilds, its dense killing intent blanketing heaven and earth.
He really had been the one who didn't know what was good for him.
He had pestered Xu Yang repeatedly in his courtyard, and Xu Yang had let it slide. Yet he had actually dared to come ambush and kill him. He was like an old god of longevity swallowing arsenic-asking for death. "I was wrong. Please spare my life, Junior Brother Xu."
His face full of pleading, Tian W ens han retreated frantically.
This was no longer a question of whether he would kill Xu Yang, but whether Xu Yang would kill him.
One move had shattered his arm. Killing him within three moves would be no trouble at all.
"So you don't want to kill me anymore?"
Pale golden astral qi surged. Xu Yang brought his hand down in a chop, and his astral qi erupted, sending a crescent of saber qi shooting forward with a shrill howl as it tore through the air. Horrified, Tian W ens han unleashed astral qi beneath his feet and darted sideways.
Slash!
The sound of a blade cutting through flesh rang out. Amid wisps of smoke, one of Tian W ens han's arms was severed, blood spraying like a fountain. His face turned white as paper, terror splitting his liver and gallbladder. "Junior Brother Xu, why must you slaughter me to the last?"