Guo Chen wanted to take a step back and escape the horrifying fist that was threatening his life, but he could instinctively tell that there was nowhere for him to run to. The white hall was only so vast and the dozen of surrounding Dao Kings had already limited his movement by a great degree.
However, the most important reason was the fact that Shun Long was already in front of him. Even if Guo Chen tried to dodge right now, he knew that he would certainly end up getting hit.
Without any other way out, the black-robed man suddenly took out a familiar black dagger from his spatial ring and held it tightly in a reverse grip, as he plunged it straight into Shun Long's neck!
''Damn, is this fool crazy? Is he really trying to die?''
''This bastard has gone mad! Step back!''
