343 Annihilate the Enemies (1/2)

”Little brute, you are digging your own grave!” the Jiang Clan's Patriarch bellowed in extreme rage.

He then pounced forward again. Unfortunately, he was severely injured, so he was no match for Mo Wen.

With merely a stroke of the sword, Mo Wen amputated one of his arms. Blood splashed everywhere as the arm dropped onto the ground. In fact, it was actually still moving and had a blackish-green secretion oozing out of it profusely!

Mo Wen was disgusted by such a repugnant scene. He flicked a streak of flame to burn up the amputated arm.

After the arm had been amputated, the excruciating pain that it had caused the Jiang Clan's Patriarch gradually dulled. He was simply no match for Mo Wen. As such, if he were to continue fighting, he would surely die at his hands.

”Youngster, one day I shall skin you alive and burn you to ashes.” The Jiang Clan's Patriarch's heart was filled with hatred. He then turned and fled. At this moment, he could only care about his own escape, not the good of the Jiang Clan.

After all, he had learned by now that the more one lived, the more afraid of death one became. Since the Jiang Clan's Patriarch had already lived for two hundred years, he was more afraid of death than most.

”Kill!” Mo Wen's face suddenly turned cold when he realized that the Jiang Clan's Patriarch was trying to escape. He leapt forward, his sword swerving down violently, intending to obstruct the Jiang Clan's Patriarch and kill him.

However, although the Jiang Clan's Patriarch was not be able to defeat Mo Wen, he was not as vulnerable as he appeared to be. As such, it was proving very difficult for Mo Wen to obstruct him! After all, the Jiang Clan's Patriarch was an ancient martial arts practitioner in the Embryonic Breathing realm, so he could not be easily killed.

All of a sudden, a shocking streak of sword Qi stuck down and obstructed Mo Wen instantly. Then, a body flashed, as the Jiang Clan's Patriarch flew out hundreds of meters instantaneously, then instantly became a streak of black light. In the moment that he was flickering, he intended to escape completely.

However, when the Jiang Clan's Patriarch had flown hundreds of meters away and flashed his body to escape into the big mountain, a terrifying black light beam descended from the heavens and enveloped him completely. In an instant, the heavens and the earth were frozen! It was like being in an ice cave, which caused one to shiver.

The body of the Jiang Clan's Patriarch stiffened and suddenly froze in mid-air. That frightening black light beam that had enveloped his body was causing the blood in his body to freeze. It made his body so stiff, he had difficulty moving.

”Who's that?” The Jiang Clan's Patriarch screamed in shock. Someone had actually intercepted him and dared to oppose him.

Who exactly is that? What kind of enmity do they have towards me?

Nobody had answered his cry, and he hadn't even discovered who had suddenly attacked him yet, before a massive claw appeared suddenly in the air, clawing at him aggressively.

Puff!

The Jiang Clan's Patriarch spat out a mouthful of blood and his face turned as pale as a sheet. His body seemed to have been shattered and his internal organs were seriously injured.

Golden Elixir! He's actually an exceptional expert in the Golden Elixir realm! How could this be possible…

Terror flashed in his eyes.

My opponent's cultivation is just a little too frightening! This person is still invisible, yet has already injured me severely!

Other than an exceptional expert from the Golden Elixir realm, who else could do this?

I have never offended such a terrifying person! Who exactly is this coming against me?

The howling wind was blowing behind him and, in the blink of an eye, Mo Wen had caught up with him. He then struck his sword towards the Jiang Clan's Patriarch, who was still frozen in the air.

The terrifying sword Qi struck the Jiang Clan's Patriarch and cut him into two. His corpse was separated into two and dropped into the forest.

”I hate you!” Before his death, the Jiang Clan's Patriarch bellowed the angry words hysterically, his eyes filled with the unwillingness to accept his defeat. As he was filled with extreme hatred, he died with many regrets.

Mo Wen looked indifferently at the two pieces of his corpse, which dropped into the forest. His face was cold and he was emitting a shocking killing spirit.

In his heart, he was slightly relieved. After all, the cultivation of this Jiang Clan's Patriarch was so shocking, if he were to escape, he might have made trouble for him in the future.

His figure flashed and appeared in the forest below. He waved his hand and a mass of golden flame dropped onto the halved corpse. The body then burnt into ashes directly.

At the same time, he waved his other hand. The long sword gave out a crisp cry, then transformed into a streak of white radiance and shot out of the forest, landing in Mo Wen's hand. That was the Ming Jiang sword of the Jiang Clan's Patriarch. At this moment, it had become Mo Wen's trophy.