Luo Qing is dead!
Killed by Xiao Chen with just two simple moves.
One move suppressed Luo Qing's signature technique, and another caused Luo Qing's sword to strike back at himself.
It seemed so effortlessly done.
Although Luo Qing must have lost some vitality in his fight with Ye Tian, surely he was in much better condition than Ye Tian, right?
And to all the onlookers who weren't blind, the power of Luo Qing's signature technique was no weaker than when he had battled Ye Tian.
But it was useless.
The move that Ye Tian couldn't counter was suppressed by Xiao Chen with his bare hands; Luo Qing didn't even have the chance to unleash it.
"He actually killed Luo Qing!"
Hua Qingyao felt dizzy, as if hallucinations were appearing before her eyes.
Just earlier, when Luo Qing burst into the castle, provoking Han Bin and Ye Tian, even if somewhat impolitely, he was the epitome of spirited pride.
In her eyes, a real man should be just like that.
Wild and arrogant!
