Good Luck

"You don’t want to die?" Duan Ling Tian glanced coldly and indifferently at the Azure Forest Tri-Sect disciple by Liu Yue’s feet, then ridiculed. "Do you think that the Seven Star Sword Sect disciples that died at your hand wanted to die?"

The Azure Forest Tri-Sect disciple’s figure trembled when he heard Duan Ling Tian, then he turned to lie before Duan Ling Tian. "Duan Ling Tian, let me off… Let me off! I beg you, I beg you!!"

"Those Seven Star Sword Sect disciples that died at your hand… At the instant they were killed by you, they similarly despaired like you are now."

"If you have a second lifetime, remember well… When you’ve done something bad, you have to return what you owe sooner or later!" Duan Ling Tian glanced in disgust at this Azure Forest Tri-Sect disciple, then he abruptly raised his hand.

Tempest Point!

The exceedingly condensed Origin Energy point force flashed out.