Lord White Crane hesitated for a second or two, but he was quickly suppressed by the anger in his heart, "It won't work if no one comes today, this kid will definitely die, I said so!"

Xia Tian lazily shook his head: "Idiots just can't see how much they weigh. Since you are so persistent in seeking death, it's easy to handle. I always like to help others!"

"Humph, you're just showing off! Go to hell for me!"

The White Crane God Lord flashed in front of Xia Tian, ​​and the sword edge penetrated into Xia Tian's heart without any hindrance, passing through the chest.

"The sword is just okay, but unfortunately I'm not proficient in swordsmanship and can't even exert one-tenth of its power."

Xia Tian let the sword pierce his heart, and actually commented lazily: "You should have just reached the stage of transcending the tribulation. The tribulation power has not been formed yet, and you are still using someone else's. What a waste."

"So much nonsense!"

Lord White Crane glanced at Xia Tian coldly, and then drew out his sword lightly: "What qualifications do you have to point out my swordsmanship?

Your heart has been cut off, and with the little bit of vitality you have left, you’d better deal with your funeral arrangements.”

Xia Tian actually nodded in agreement: "You indeed only have time left to explain your funeral affairs, but it was wasted by yourself."

"Boy, you..." Lord White Crane wanted to give Xia Tian the sword again, but he suddenly found that he had no strength left, and the sword slipped from his hand.

He suddenly thought of something, looked down subconsciously, and was shocked to find a big hole stabbed in his chest.

The broken pieces of the heart, mixed with blood, dripped to the ground.
Chapter completed!