When Duan Que collapsed, the single-arm figure stood above the platform. Everyone was dazed.
Did Ye Wuchen just win the battle? The Demon Swordsman was killed?
Realizing that, people's hearts beat fast. Shang Hai's heart also pounded as if a big hammer was beating it. His face paled all of a sudden, all the color draining.
Not a long ago, he had just presumed that he was going to win it all back. Now he was frozen by this fact. A deep fear came to him. What happened before him seemly set him into an icy cellar.