Hui Cheng cradled the Old Daoist Nun's body, a low, grief-stricken roar tearing from his throat.
Watching Hui Cheng's sorrow and pain, Xu Lei felt not a shred of sympathy.
Only satisfaction!
After all, if Xu Lei hadn't possessed the foundation accumulated over two lifetimes and happened to obtain the Human Skin Mask, he might have long since met the same fate as Zhi Can.
Besides, that Old Daoist Nun had caused him no small amount of trouble.
Now that she had died at his hands, she had only her own inferior skills to blame!
Of course, Xu Lei's thoughts had already moved on from the Old Daoist Nun.
He was now considering how to deal with Hui Cheng.
'Should I turn and leave, or should I go in for the kill?'
A few minutes later.
"Die!"
Xu Lei quietly approached Hui Cheng.
Then, all of a sudden, he unleashed all of his techniques at once.
WHOOSH WHOOSH WHOOSH!
The Lotus Treasure Fragments whistled through the air, intent on the kill!
HUMMM!
