The tip of the sword shot out like a laser. When the short man raised the knife and struck, Xia Wushuang's wrist suddenly thrust forward and pierced the blade as thin as a cicada's wing. It penetrated the short old man's chest with unparalleled speed.

throat.

Phew!

A stream of blood splashed out, staining the sky and the tree red.

Whoops!

The strong wind behind him was fierce, and the sharp fingertips penetrated the flesh and bones without any warning. Xia Wushuang's eyebrows suddenly shrank, and he turned around suddenly. The white silk in his hand bloomed with a strange white light, and he slashed with his sword!

The tall old man who saw his companion killed tragically by the sword was so shocked that he could not speak. When he saw the sword slashing across the sword, the old man quickly raised his free left hand and tried to block it with his indestructible steel fingers.

However--

Keng!

Wherever Bai Ling touched, all the steel fingers were cut off. A white light flashed from his throat, and the old man felt a chill in his throat. Immediately, his energy leaked out, and he lost the ability to attack.

"Uh-"

The tall old man and the short old man both fell, but he was better than the short old man. The short man fell directly into a pool of blood, but he slowly knelt on the ground, holding on to the blood that continued to pour out.

Shui's throat was trembling, and his whole body was twitching violently, as if he was trying to get up.

However, if a person's throat is cut with a sharp weapon, how can he still have the strength to stand up?

Even if he is what people call a world-shattering strong man, he can't.

The blood from his throat dyed his collar red, flowed out through his fingers, and fell to the ground with a patter, staining the red soil.

The old man raised his head with difficulty. In the simple movement of raising his head, he felt that his entire head was about to fall off his neck. The hole in his throat was also expanding. But he still raised his head tenaciously.

He stared at the woman in white standing in front of him with distracted eyes, pursed his lips, and said hoarsely and feebly: "You - you just - broke the world. Why -"

Bai Ling was like a ray of white light that penetrated her waist. She glanced at the old man kneeling in front of her indifferently, turned around slowly, and walked towards the previously planned route. Before leaving, she uttered a sentence without emotion that made the old man die in silence:

"Not anymore."
Chapter completed!