Life or Death Match(3)
Thud.
Shao Jianjun's headless body fell down shortly after his head did, causing a river of blood to flow from his wound.
The middle-aged man stood up from his bamboo chair with a shocked look on his face.
"W-What just happened?! What did you do just now?! I couldn't even see you move!" The middle-aged man demanded an answer.
He was a cultivator at the Divine Lord Realm, yet he was unable to follow an attack done by a cultivator at the Sovereign Spirit Realm. If news got out, he would be a laughing stock.
Su Yang turned to look at the middle-aged man with a calm expression and spoke, "That's because I didn't move."
"What…?"
Su Yang's answer dumbfounded the people there even more.
He didn't move? If he didn't move, how did he decapitate Shao Jianjun, who was many meters away? That seemed impossible even with a hidden weapon.
"You couldn't sense it because you don't understand it, but I used Sword Will to kill him just now."