Chapter 41: The Knife Falls, and the Head Drops! The Man in Green with the Pale Face!_1

All three men harbored ill intentions; it was clear they were set on robbing Su Changkong, and they had been targeting him for a while.

"Free goods? I've never been fond of conflict in my life, so I can only send you off for free... to the afterlife!"

Su Changkong's face was expressionless, a cold light flashing in his eyes.

"Thinking of making a move? I am but half a step into the Internal Strength Realm's heights..."

The horse-faced masked man sensed Su Changkong's intent to kill and let out a cold snort, ready for the possibility of Su Changkong striking unexpectedly; yet his pupils suddenly constricted.

Su Changkong's palm rested on the hilt of his sword, and his aura transformed abruptly. He had been concealing his presence, but now he was like an unsheathed blade!

"Clang!"

Amid the friction between blade and sheath, the Iron-Cutting Sword flashed like a silvery crescent moon, gone in an instant.

"Block it!"