The whole process of Sui Wuren's death was too fast.
So fast that no one could react.
By the time everyone realized it, Sui Wuren had already collapsed, becoming a corpse.
"No! No!! No!!!" Sui Yiren, who had been hiding in the air rift, lost his composure, completely lost it; he could no longer hide within the air rift, and he roared, a miserable roar.
Hoo hoo hoo hoo...
The murderous aura from Sui Yiren burst out all at once.
An explosive release.
With brutal intent and reckless abandon.
Much more intense than the killing intent his brother Sui Wuren had towards Su Chen before; it was not even a competition.
The entire first Martial Arts Plaza seemed to be stained a blood-red color.
The air solidified into a solid block, almost no one could breathe.
In the blink of an eye.
Sui Yiren reached the high platform, bloody tears running down his face, his hands hugging Sui Wuren's corpse: "Brother, brother, brother..."
He screamed piercingly!!!
