Won

“Elder Tong-Lang!”

The rest of the people in the Tian-Tang clan shouted Tong-Lang’s name when they saw the horrifying sword toward him. They could not get up from their severe injuries to help Tong-Lang. They also could not compete with the black-outfit man because they possessed a lower energy level. So, they could only look…

Tong-Lang: “Come on in! I’m not afraid to die. Hahaha!”

Tong-Lang said while lifting his sword to prepare for the attack. He did not falter one bit…

Whoosh!

Stab!

“Argh!”

All of a sudden, red blood was projected from the neck of the man in a black outfit. He fell down on the ground instantly while crying out in pain. Then he stopped crying and moving…

Everybody stopped doing their things and turned to look at the black-outfit man on the ground. They all witnessed a big pool of blood coming out of the man with utmost shock…

“Wh…wh…what happened!?”