This sword strike was unimaginably fast. The Purple-Clothed Heavenly Venerable wanted to dodge, but his reaction was simply too slow. He had barely moved two meters when that bone-chilling, oppressive sense of impending death descended upon him!
"No!!!"
He let out a despairing roar. The next moment, a massive beam of sword light split him right down the middle, and his severed corpse crashed onto the ground!
Chapter 262