In a pool of blood, Jian Shisan's corpse was already cold.
A gash marred his neck, and fresh blood gushed from the wound. Facing Jiang Chen's overwhelming sword strike, Jian Shisan didn't even have time to resist before he was sent to meet Yama.
"Too weak. You weren't even worthy of forcing me to use the Instant Sword," Jiang Chen said coldly, shaking his head.
The faces of Jian Shisan's experts paled.
They all stared at Jiang Chen in terror. Gazing at the young man standing against the wind with his sword in one hand, they could each feel their own hearts trembling.
If anyone dared to call Jiang Chen a waste now, the dozens of people who had just witnessed Jian Shisan's death would have been the first to stand up and curse them out.
Damn it!
Have you ever seen a waste who could kill a Martial Arts Sixth Stage genius like Jian Shisan with a single sword strike?
The Jiang Family are a bunch of goddamn trolls!
