"Patriarch of the Su Family!"
Luo Ping instinctively greeted with a respectful attitude.
"Something's wrong!"
Seeing the Su Patriarch's sudden change of expression, a flash of insight appeared in Luo Ping's mind.
He immediately activated his cultivation technique and summoned a Black Tiger Puppet Beast to shield himself.
In the hands of the Su Patriarch was a golden shimmering Magic Sword, which he used to parry aside the Black Tiger Puppet Beast blocking his path.
The sword light whirled around, sweeping past.
The next moment.
Luo Ping's body froze in place as if immobilized by a technique.
A bloody wound emerged at his heart, pierced through by the Su Patriarch's sword light.
In disbelief, he looked down, his right hand tightly covering the wound.
"Su Huaijing..."
"I thought I served the Su Family well..."
"You..."
The Su Patriarch couldn't be bothered to listen to his prattle.
The sword light reappeared.
A crimson line appeared on Luo Ping's neck.
