They all gasped, their faces as pale as the dead.
What's going on here? How did Zhen Tianlai lose? A tragic defeat at the hands of Chu Xisheng's sword?
"Heavenly Justice! This is the God Slaying Extreme Move of the Blood Vengeance Blade Lord, Heavenly Justice!"
Zhen Tianlai's head was shattered, yet he did not die from it.
Countless flesh buds grew from his head, intertwining and coalescing, attempting to form a complete head.
The martial intent that surged into his brain originated from himself, so he could easily expel it.
Just seven breaths, and he would recover.
But Zhen Tianlai knew he did not have the luxury to recover calmly, his voice was filled with unwillingness.
"Impossible! Absolutely impossible! How could you possibly master this sword technique?"
"In this world, anything is possible. If I want it, I should have it!"
Chu Xisheng's face was indifferent, the Asura Demon Slaying Sword in his other hand was gathering energy with all its might.
