Xiao Buyu felt he had struck it rich.
That man in yellow had been at Heaven Tier Ninth Grade. In a one-on-one fight, even if he was no match for Xiao Buyu, he absolutely could have escaped him.
Moreover, that man had just killed two of his subordinates, and Xiao Buyu had bitterly hated having no chance to avenge them.
But now, he had killed the man with his own hands!
Fuck, this felt so damn good!
Not only had he finished off the man in yellow, he had also wiped out the two Heaven Tier Eighth Grade experts beside him with a single slash.
I've killed three of them in a row, and they haven't even noticed me!
Excitement surging, Xiao Buyu kept his saber moving. Two more swishing strokes, and two Heaven Tier Seventh Grade experts died at his hands!
Fantastic!
Absolutely fantastic! Like gulping down ice-cold snowmelt in the scorching heat of June!
Only after Xiao Buyu had killed five people in a row did those nearby notice something amiss and turn to look.
When they saw Xiao Buyu, looking like a god of slaughter incarnate, they all gaped as though they had seen a ghost.
Hadn't this guy been gravely wounded and dying just now? How had he suddenly jumped back up?
This defied all reason!
Could this be an illusion?
Xiao Buyu jumped in fright when he saw that everyone had noticed him. But seeing the shock on their faces, he naturally would not let this opportunity slip, having just tasted the sweetness of a sneak attack.
In the Northern Spirit Realm, martial strength reigned supreme. What code of honor was there to speak of?
Although Xiao Buyu was straightforward by nature, that did not mean his thinking was rigid. On the contrary, as someone