Chapter 928: The Hand on the Sword Trembled

Below the battlefield, the white-bearded elder's nose practically twisted crooked with rage. Getting ambushed and left unable to move had already been a freak accident. Yet with two Eighth-Turn Tribulation Realm subordinates fighting together, they still could not kill a mere early-stage Xiantian. Their plan to execute Zhu Yunsong had been ruined cleanly by Boreas Sharp alone. Humiliation. Utter humiliation. The white-bearded elder roared, "If you can't kill that brat, then kill yourselves today...