One Slash at the Throat

Even he couldn't accomplish it.

This time, they had intended to snatch the opponent's treasure, but instead, one of their own allies perished first.

What a mess!

The other Universe Master at the Third Tribulation hadn't yet grasped what had happened, standing still, bewildered.

Jian Wushuang, however, struck once more.

Tanlang reacted this time, swiftly disappearing and reappearing beside his companion. Unable to pull them away in time, they could only viciously kick their subordinate out of the range of the sword's slash.

Mere evasion was futile.

Especially against Jian Wushuang's sword, which was anything but slow!

Swish!

The sword shadows twisted, still landing on the neck of that Universe Master at the Third Tribulation.

A sword to confer nobility!

A splendid bloodline burst instantly.

"You!" Tanlang was completely furious, ready to strike at Jian Wushuang.