With a resounding explosion, two palms slapped hard onto the back of the Sixth Jing.
There was a sound like tearing silk, the force of these two palms was heavy indeed.
The body of the Sixth Jing shattered instantly, ending up in a tragic state with no intact corpse.
The man in splendid attire was slightly stunned, finding it hard to believe.
The dignified Dragonmen Sixth Jing, how could he be so weak?
Looking up again, he saw Su Mo already standing opposite him, gently shaking his head:
"Such ruthless methods, the Sixth Jing sacrificed himself to delay me, giving you time to escape.
"Yet you ruthlessly shattered his body, destroyed his corpse.
"Are you not afraid that the Sixth Jing will seek revenge, following your dreams to find you in the dead of night?"
"...Bullshit!"
The man in splendid attire was furious: "You obviously killed him, what does it have to do with me?"
Su Mo responded with a smile:
"Yuhai King?"
"...Indeed, I am the king."
