In an instant, there was blood spurting out!
Scarlet blood scattered down as if it was raining.
Shock was etched all over Sheng Qianyu's fair and clear face. The excruciating pain on his shoulder pierced through his nerves. He looked at Li Jingwen wide-eyed as his body crashed on the ground.
Li Jingwen looked at Sheng Qianyu coldly without a slight trace of pity in his eyes.
He was just a mere ordinary disciple in a peak, yet he still dared to come forward. If this was not courting death, what was?
Yin Qingluo and Yan Shu were appalled when they saw Sheng Qianyu on the ground.
"You Admirable Sky Peak disciples really don't have any manners. An ordinary disciple also wished to come up and court death…" Li Jingwen let out a chuckle, contempt evident in his tone. He flicked the remaining blood on his blade away and pointed his sword at Yin Qingluo and Yan Shu.
"Which of you wants to be next?"
