"Eleventh Sword · Nirvana."
Countless sword qi intercepted across the sky, severing the golden light streaming across the horizon, followed by ten thousand swords piercing the heart, instantly dismembering the Taoist within the light.
"Ren Piaomiao, you shameless—"
The Taoist shouted with his last breath, only to be engulfed by the sword qi.
Shameless? Perhaps it is rather shameless.
Ren Piaomiao is the Extreme Strong, while that mass-produced Taoist Divine Communication isn't even comparable to ordinary Divinity Realm. For Ren Piaomiao to kill him is akin to using a bull knife to kill a chicken, which is overestimating him.
However······
"I, Ren Piaomiao, dared to personally participate in the Debating Conference back in the day; do you think I care about your 'shameless'? Anyway, you aren't the first to call me shameless."
Ren Piaomiao sheathed the Pure White Holy Sword Nirvana, nonchalantly brushed off his sleeve.
