"Boom!"
The Eighth Grade Spiritual Artifact level broadsword shattered into countless pieces, most of which embedded themselves into Zhong Shanyu's chest.
But they only caused superficial flesh wounds.
What truly gravely injured Zhong Shanyu was still that coin.
Zhong Shanyu was slammed into the wall, his chest caved in, and nearly all of his rib bones shattered, blood continuously gushing from his mouth.
He looked at Su Hang in shock—this shabbily dressed man whom he had mocked, had actually used a coin he had picked up and, with a simple flick, sent him plummeting from heaven to hell.
Such fearsome strength.
He had always looked down upon Su Hang from his lofty position, never realizing that Su Hang was just quietly watching him show off, saying nothing at all.
The twin sisters were so shocked their eyes were nearly popping out.
