'Damn it!!'
Chu Aoqing's heart skipped a beat. She lunged forward to intercept Shan Tianyu's vicious sword strike, but stopped halfway. Her face instantly went pale. She knew she was too late…
"Haha! Die!!"
The sword blade sliced through the air with a SHINK. Every student in the dining hall instinctively shut their eyes. To them, a Three-Ring Martial Venerable was nothing more than an ant to an Eighth-Ring Martial Emperor!!
"THUD!!"
