Old Sha Tu had failed to beat even the wounded Ye Yunchi last time. Now he was wounded himself, facing two opponents, including Xie Jinhuan, who had already entered the Dragon Suddenness Realm. He had no strength left to fight back. In a single exchange, the Three-Foot Sword pierced his chest and abdomen.
Afraid Shang Old Devil would seize on it and blow the matter out of proportion, Xie Jinhuan could hardly perform a blood sacrifice on the Common People in public. That also left him no reason to hold back. He hurled Heavenly Gang and followed right behind it, his sword almost joining Senior Sister Milk Melons' in a combined strike. They pierced Old Sha Tu's chest and pinned his towering frame to the rock. Before his opponent could try to break free, his left hand delivered a City-Breaching Cannon Fist straight to his face.
Bang!
Old Sha Tu raised a hand to intercept the punch, only for the pinnacle martial artist's fist to shatter the finger bones of his withered hand and smash it into his face. His head sank over three feet into the rock, his jaw almost completely pulverized. Blood qi surged throughout his body to heal his wounds, but another flash of sword light was already stabbing toward the center of his brow.
Crack-
The Frost-White Blade pierced his skull, and the dust filling the sky immediately lost its guiding force and scattered on the wind.
High-realm cultivators unleashed their attacks in a single instant. Only now did the two martial artists who had been sent flying tumble to the ground.
Thud.
Sword in hand, Xie Jinhuan looked at Sha Tu, pinned dead against the rock. Only after confirming there was no second phase did he frown.
"With so little ability, he managed to run