"Pfft—"
Unable to hold back, he spat out a mouthful of bright red blood.
Shang Yi, despite his severe injuries, still attempted to escape.
However.
Slash!
Another slash descended.
His body shattered, flesh and blood splattered, Shang Yi's fate was not much different from that of his senior brother Yann Luo.
Chu Ming reached into the void again, retrieving Shang Yi's Storage Treasure and the National Treasure, the Sky-splitting Dual Blades.
At this moment, from the right side, Hei Qing flew over carrying his grandfather, looking at Chu Ming with a complicated expression.
Hei Qing did not flee because he knew he couldn't escape.
"You are strong," Hei Qing said, looking at Chu Ming, his vine stick held straight out in front, speaking in a deep voice, "This time, it's not just about deciding the winner, but also about life and death."
