This battle, must determine life or death.
But just as Sword Bone stood ready to engage in a life-and-death duel with Jin Gui, Jin Gui feinted, bypassing it, directly pouncing towards Mo Hua a little distance away like a fierce tiger.
Sword Bone froze.
Not determining life or death with him, but wanting to kill that little ancestor?
Looking at Jin Gui, Sword Bone’s eyes showed a hint of confusion, then turned into deep "admiration."
The aura Jin Gui emitted, with a "none can stand against me" spirit, perhaps could be called "courage"...
On the other side, Jin Gui sensed Sword Bone not following, thought to himself:
"Indeed, this Sword Demon has formidable strength, able to match my demonized self, surely couldn’t lower itself completely."
"It ’protects’ this little ghost, certainly with some inside story, beyond control."
"Since so, ’capture the thief first, capture the king’, kill this little ghost first, maybe this Sword Demon would even thank me..."
Thinking thus, Jin Gui’s figure accelerated.
Mo Hua’s irritating little face came increasingly close.
Jin Gui’s smile grew increasingly ferocious.
He could almost imagine that tender little face being torn apart by his claws.
Swiftly, as he neared Mo Hua, he gave a vicious smile, tiger claws enveloped in bloody wind, suddenly tearing at Mo Hua.
Yet in the next moment, the imagined scene did not happen.
Mo Hua remained unscathed, not even moving an inch.
Instead, Jin Gui himself felt sudden agony from his shoulder.
Turning his head to look, Jin Gui found, somehow, his entire arm had been sliced off!
Even he hadn’t seen how it had been sliced off!
"Who is it?"
"Who sliced off my arm?"
Jin Gui’s pupils dilated in shock.
The next instant, he saw Mo Hua standing calmly in front, looking at him as if at an ant.
A thought of incredulity rose in Jin Gui’s heart.
"This... how could it be?!"
"Outside, to kill you takes effort..." Mo Hua’s voice was crisp, tone unruffled:
"But here, killing you isn’t much harder than crushing an ant..."
And then Mo Hua pointed lightly.
A golden thread swept past.
An unresistable aura of killing intent descended.
Jin Gui’s ferocious expression remained, but in the next moment, he was shattered into pieces by the blades of golden light, completely dissipated.
All within less than three breaths.
Jin Gui’s Divine Soul was utterly annihilated.
Mo Hua hadn’t even taken a step.
The surroundings quieted significantly.
Sword Bone watched, its whole body of bones couldn’t help but tremble a bit.
Its strength was evenly matched with Jin Gui.
This little ancestor killed Jin Gui in three breaths, certainly wouldn’t take more than two to kill it.
Probably just an instantaneous matter...
Sword Bone’s expression grew solem, internally warning itself:
"Indeed, my previous attitude towards this little ancestor was too arrogant, in future definitely more ’courteous’..."