211 Consecutive Kills

"She's so ruthless at such a young age. What will she be like in the future?"

Then, another black-robed man appeared on the street.

This black-robed man was even bigger and taller than the previous one.

He was far taller than an ordinary person.

Li Jiao's pupils constricted.

Just the sound wave alone was enough to disperse his sword qi.

That was one of the moves of the Mystic Void Sword Technique that he had spent half a year to comprehend.

How high was this person's cultivation achievement?

He was at least at the supreme level of the saint level, and might even be a master of the perfected realm.

A huge pressure came over, and Li Jiao's back was covered in sweat.

The sudden change that occurred was out of everyone's expectations.

The spectators all became nervous.

"What's the background of this tall black-robed person? Why is there such a master!"

"He doesn't look like he's from our Zi Yang City!"