"No! Illusion! This person is tricky! He just used an illusion on me! It's all just some crooked and evil tricks!" The proud Zhen Chuan, hailed as a genius since his debut, naturally refused to believe that he could be subdued by a mere youth's aura, attributing everything to Shi Feng casting illusions on him.
"Let go of Yu'er!" Zhen Chuan roared in anger, his halted form dashing towards Shi Feng again. Shi Feng's face became even colder. This man had already revealed a killing intent when he attacked him earlier. Initially, Shi Feng had spared him for the sake of this woman, but seeing how oblivious he was, it was time to send him to his doom.
While his left hand continued to heal the woman's injuries, his right hand's Bloodthirsty Sword ignited with blood-colored flames once again. The dense grey mist of the Corrosive Evil Eye surged and also gathered on the Bloodthirsty Sword. Following that, Shi Feng swung down at the rapidly approaching Zhen Chuan: "Nine Nether Slash!"
