“Is that so?”Su Yu smiled and slashed out another arc-shaped sword qi.
The arc-shaped sword Qi landed on the surface of the Golden Alms Bowl and was immediately bounced back. There was nothing Zhao zhiling could do to hide inside.
Seeing this, Zhao fu heaved a sigh of relief. A fierce killing intent flashed in his eyes as he shouted, “It’s better to destroy a scourge like you!”
Su Yu’s lips curled into a cold smile. The doomsday disk above his head shrunk to the size of a palm before spinning rapidly.
That terrifying sharpness emitted a dangerous light that made many pavilion masters tremble in fear.
Zhao Fu’s expression suddenly stiffened as he shouted anxiously, “Vice Pavilion Master Xue, quick, assistant, don’t hurt my son.”
Once again, he used his trump card, catching Zhao Fu unprepared.
What was even more terrifying was Su Yu’s killing gaze!
He had no choice but to give in temporarily. His words just now were all threats, and he even called Su Yu a disaster.
