"Su... Su... Su Chen..." In the distance, Liu Kuo struggled, his body and divine soul about to be annihilated by the beams of Dark Oblivion. He stared fixedly at Su Chen, his eyeballs blood-red and swollen. He felt unwilling, he was Liu Kuo! Ranked in forties on the Heavenly Dao list, a future supreme expert! And yet... to die like this? Liu Kuo glared at Su Chen with resentment and unwillingness, but mostly regret and disbelief.
Even in death, he refused to believe that a twenty-seven-year-old boy of Fixed Character Eternal Domain could kill him.
"Su... Su Chen..."
"Damn it!"
"Young Master Liu!"
"Kill!"
"Signal Young Master Yuan."
......
Within the next moment, Zheng Ci, Wang Zhixing, Bai Mu, and others all turned pale and flushed with fury, their hearts pounding with resonating shock, and their bodies trembled with awe.
Liu Kuo actually died just like that!
Such trembling terror, indescribable.
Such fear, immeasurable.
