"You...you dare to kill us, Shura City will never let you go..." The sixth-grade old man wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and looked at Ling Hao.
"If I don't kill you, will Shura City let me go?" Ling Hao asked.
The sixth-grade old man “…”
Obviously not!
"Go down and keep him company!" Ling Hao said calmly.
"I'll fight you!" The sixth-grade old man twisted his eyes, raised his hand and rushed towards Ling Hao.
He knew very well that he couldn't escape at all, so he might as well fight to the death.
puff!
Before he could run very far, a sharp sword made of purple flames flashed past the back of his neck, and immediately he saw a head rising into the sky.
Boom!
The headless corpse fell straight down, twitching and becoming motionless.
Chapter completed!