Whoosh...
The masked man's blade swept through directly, and with a flash of the blade, a spurt of blood suddenly burst from Cheng Bufan's chest.
Cheng Bufan fell to the ground with a thud, chopped down once again.
"Why be so stubborn? If only you kill your sworn brother, he can be freed, and you can continue to live," the masked man said to Cheng Bufan.
"I will never lay a hand on my sworn brother." Cheng Bufan's expression was solemn, and he managed to stand up again by using his longsword to prop himself up.
"Very well then, I'll first turn you into a skeleton. At that time, you won't be dead, your mind will still be clear, and then in front of you, I will turn your sworn brother into a skeleton too... hehe... That way, you'll truly be in this together, in difficulties and in blessings..."
After the masked man spoke, he slowly raised his longsword horizontally.
