Afterwards, Shi Feng lifted his foot from the head of the Heavenly Demon Supreme, spun the Bloodthirsty Sword that was nailed into his body, and violently pulled it out. A Blood Arrow suddenly shot forth from the Heavenly Demon Supreme's back, flying towards Shi Feng's body, and was absorbed by him.
"Ah!" As the Bloodthirsty Sword sliced through flesh, the Heavenly Demon Supreme's head, deeply buried in the mud, abruptly looked up and let out a painful roar.
"Ah! Boy! If you want to kill, then kill, but to humiliate me like this!" The Heavenly Demon Supreme's face, full of filth, looked just like that of an Old Dog, bursting out with an angry roar.
"Do you want to die?" Shi Feng said coldly, then continued, "You can die, but I will extract your Soul, let you eternally suffer the pain of your soul burning in Fiery Flames, and make you realize how fortunate it feels to have your soul shattered."