In just over half a year, Qin Miesheng's main body had reached the capability of battling a third layer Heaven Martial Artist.
Yet, the progress speed of Dao Wufeng seemed not much inferior to him?
Both had entered the Saint realm just half a year ago, yet Dao Wufeng was slaughtering the Demon Monster clones he had cultivated as easily as chopping vegetables, one blade per creature!
"He must be killed! He must be killed! Otherwise, he will become a tremendous calamity!"
Qin Miesheng felt intense murderous intent rising in his heart, he could sense how terrifying Su Changkong was. Such a rate of progress was simply beyond reason. If he didn't slay him today, endless troubles would ensue.
But Qin Miesheng hesitated, the death of these clones was a substantial loss, but bearable. However, if his painstakingly nurtured main body died, then the loss would be severe, as a suitable body wasn't easy to obtain.
