Xie Jinshan was severed into two halves by a single sword strike, yet his grandmaster life force was so strong that it didn't immediately expire. Angry eyes wide open, he watched his own separate half being drained of life at an alarming speed, and he found it hard to believe.
He, as a second rank grandmaster, was unexpectedly cleaved by an unknown youngster with a single sword stroke!
"You....."
Xie Jinshan slowly lifted his hand, his face full of resentment and terror. He only managed to utter a single word before he expired.
Yuan Ping and his companions, taken by surprise, witnessed Xie Jinshan's death in an instant. They were rooted to the spot, dumbfounded, unable to believe what had just happened.
"Elder... Elder brother!"
The eyes of Xie Jinshan's two disciples were bulging with rage as they screamed at the top of their lungs. Yuan Ping was the first to react, crying in terror: "Run!"
