Meng Meiping felt an indescribable suffocation at Jiang Muyun's ever-calming indifference.
Now that death approached, why did Jiang Muyun still act so aloof, even above worldly affairs!
What she wanted to see was Jiang Muyun losing her sanity, begging her for mercy out of fear.
She intended to have Jiang Muyun display an ugly spectacle in front of all the major Sects of the Lower Realm.
Clutching the Emerald Treasured Sword in her hand a little tighter, a cold smile surfaced on Meng Meiping's lips as spiritual energy within her body concentrated into the sword.
The blade immediately emitted a bitterly cold green light.
She swung the Treasure Sword in her hand!
"Swish!"
The sword grazed over Jiang Muyun's right arm, instantly leaving a deep gash from which blood spurted.
Jiang Muyun's body trembled violently, her entire being wracked with bone-deep pain! But not a sound came from her throat.
Sword Punishment!
