'Impossible, I'm a Divine level expert of the Tianmen Clan. I've attained the Divine level and am just going to start making a name for myself. How is it possible for me to die? How is it possible for me to die here?'
Endless regret, fear, and despair filled up the Enraged Lion's heart. He tried hard to fight back, sending out a myriad of glowing martial will explosively to fend them off, but he was still unable to stop the endless flow of killing sword Qis. The Enraged Lion could only watch as his martial will continued to be slashed, crushed, and then turned into large groups of white light, completely dissipating into the air.
After instantly killing the Enraged Lion, Fang Xingjian looked toward the remaining three people. Deathly sword intents circled around the area, bringing chills to everyone's spine.
