Life or Death Match(3)

Thud.

Shao Jianjun's headless body fell down shortly after his head did, causing a river of blood to flow from his wound.

The middle-aged man stood up from his bamboo chair with a shocked look on his face.

"W-What just happened?! What did you do just now?! I couldn't even see you move!" The middle-aged man demanded an answer.

He was a cultivator at the Divine Lord Realm, yet he was unable to follow an attack done by a cultivator at the Sovereign Spirit Realm. If news got out, he would be a laughing stock.

Su Yang turned to look at the middle-aged man with a calm expression and spoke, "That's because I didn't move."

"What…?"

Su Yang's answer dumbfounded the people there even more.

He didn't move? If he didn't move, how did he decapitate Shao Jianjun, who was many meters away? That seemed impossible even with a hidden weapon.

"You couldn't sense it because you don't understand it, but I used Sword Will to kill him just now."