The rat-faced Cultivator didn't even have time to react. His Heart and Spirit wavered, and he failed to activate his Magical Power Shield in time.
A crimson glint flashed across his neck with unerring precision!
A head, still wearing the rat-faced mask, shot into the air, a dazed smile lingering on its face! Blood gushed from the headless neck like a fountain!
"Brother!!!"
The Tiger-Faced Cultivator's eyes burned with rage. He let out a cry of shock and fury; he never imagined that in a single instant, before they had even truly exchanged blows, the brother he had fought alongside for years would be so bizarrely and instantly killed!
Just then, Lin Changheng's figure slowly emerged from behind another boulder. His expression was placid, as if he had just done something utterly insignificant. Only his eyes, cold as ice, remained locked onto the enraged Tiger-Faced Cultivator.
'First, cut off one arm. The rest will be much easier to handle.'
