As long as he is not used by others, it is fine to kill him.

See, this is how selfish and cold-blooded he is.

There was a hint of murderous intent in Zhao Shenlong's eyes.

He was ready to kill.

He used all his strength in this sword strike.

He really kept his promise and used kendo to defeat Jian Shisan.

Jian Shisan closed his eyes. He knew that he was dead.

But he had no regrets.

He would die without regrets if he could die under such a sword technique.

Therefore, his expression seemed very peaceful, and even had a hint of relief and satisfaction.

At this moment, a person suddenly appeared beside him, to be exact, an old man.

When Zhao Shenlong saw this, his face turned ashen.

He recognized this person. Wasn't he the old Pavilion Master of Tianji Pavilion, the legendary figure who was among the best in the world?

The old Pavilion Master grabbed Jian Shisan with one hand, and a force of destiny appeared around his body. Whoosh, he pointed with one hand.

The huge sword that fell from the sky actually flew high into the sky and finally disappeared into nothing.

Peace returned to the world.

It was as if nothing had happened and the scene returned to the previous state.

But it has all happened.

This is the power of destiny.

The master of Tianji Pavilion is best at the art of destiny.

The great destiny technique.

"It's just a sparring match, why do we have to kill everyone? Otherwise, for my sake, how about we just let it go?"

The old Pavilion Master smiled slightly and spoke lightly to Zhao Shenlong.

He still looks so kind and harmless.