Xiao Yi said nothing.

The old man said in a deep voice, "If it takes a while, everything will be settled, but now..."

Xiao Yi chuckled, "When the dust settles, I won't be able to see you anymore."

"now…"

Xiao Yi paused for a moment, then stood up slowly and looked at Gu Zhu coldly, "Do you know why I have been ignoring your words?"

Gu Zhu stared at Xiao Yi without saying a word.

Xiao Yi's tone was cold, "Because in my eyes, you are already a dead person."

"Laugh..." Gu Zhu sneered. He wanted to say the word 'joke', but he could no longer say the word 'word'.

A sharp sword was pressed against his throat at some point.

There was a red heart at his throat, which meant that the sword had penetrated his throat, but at an extremely fast speed.

That sharp sword emitted purple thunder and lightning, and its sharpness was monstrous.

"So fast..." Gu Zhu's eyes were full of horror, "What kind of method is this..."

Xiao Yi said coldly, "A sure-killing sword."

"Impossible." Gu Zhu stared, "I have been practicing swordsmanship all my life, and I have never heard of a sure-kill sword."

Xiao Yi sneered, "Of course you haven't heard of it, I created it myself."

"Do you really think I've been standing still all these years?"

"After four years of hard training, I realized that this sure-killing sword is also my strongest sword now."

"You are the first person to die under this sword, you should be honored."

"You..." Gu Zhu's face was already pale.

Xiao Yi's sword has long been withdrawn.

Gu Zhu's hands had already covered his throat.

But, wow...a stream of blood still erupted from it, and the blood mist stained the surrounding air.

The dignified second protector of the Ancient Realm Sect fell to the ground helplessly, a corpse with a trace of residual warmth.
Chapter completed!