Third Tier
Editor: Henyee Translations
The red-robed man and the white-haired man felt a chill rise from the bottom of their hearts and straight into their heads. Cold sweat trickled down their foreheads.
How could they not be afraid?
Fei Baizhu had just died in front of them, and they didn't want to share his fate as well.
"Are you feeling any regrets?" Ling Han asked.
The two of them hurriedly nodded. Right now, they had already completely lost their battle prowess, and even a First Tier could easily kill them.
"Alright, then you two can go to your afterlife now." Ling Han threw another punch. Peng, peng! The two of them instantly turned into a rain of blood, just as Fei Baizhu had.
The resentment of the two Heavenly Venerates floated in the air. They had clearly already begged for mercy, so why had Ling Han still killed them?