In contrast, Sikong Jing remained overwhelmingly strong.
He, of course, was injured too, but those were old wounds reopened by the Shadow Moon Rat's attack; Feng He and his companion were simply not a match for him.
They couldn't harm Sikong Jing in the slightest.
Suddenly, Sikong Jing spoke lightly, "Alright, let's end this here."
Senior Brother Feng and Brother He trembled violently, already broken in spirit.
All at once, Sikong Jing's figure disappeared from where he stood.
A sword light as invisible as a shadow sliced across Senior Brother Feng's throat, causing his head to fly high as blood sprayed onto the ground.
Before anyone could react, Sikong Jing's Xuanbing Spirit Sword forcefully swung at Brother He without pause.
"Sikong Jing, stop!"
At that moment, the voice of Southern Yin Elder came from the Divine Shuttle Ship.
