"Hahaha, Beiting Huang, die!" Wu Min threw his head back and laughed wildly. He tapped the ground with the tip of his foot and flew up, pouncing at Beiting Huang like a sparrowhawk. The longsword in his hand was infused with light blue elemental energy, and the tip of the sword was pointed at Beiting Huang's back.
This scene stunned everyone on the mountain. Their bodies stiffened as if they had been immobilized. Some people raised their feet and froze before they could put them on the ground. Their eyes widened as they watched the sword wrapped in light blue elemental energy stab straight at Beiting Huang.
He was a peerless genius. He was a rising star. He had yet to rise to the top. Was he going to die here?
Xuanyuan Po and the others couldn't believe what they were seeing. Were they too late? Why didn't they find this place earlier? Could it be that they could only watch helplessly as their leader fell in front of their eyes?
