590 The Fight of Thunder and Hell! (2/2)

It was such a miracle and that miracle happened in front of their eyes.

Just when everyone was being flabbergasted by what they saw…

Suddenly, another silver light with a tint of blood colour appeared.

If Mei Xue Yan's previous sword technique was like the ninth heaven sound of thunder then this sword technique was a calling from hell. One deafening and shocking, the other, quiet without any presence.

A silver light shined from behind the crowd. It was hardly noticeable but yet powerful. An attack was made just when everyone was trembling from the previous attack and was still defenceless.

The assassination came one after another.

The precision of the timing to attack was very accurate. It would not be possible unless it was done by a top assassin.

This attack was to deal with masters of a supreme level and beyond.

The destroying force of it was monstrous.

Conquer every obstacle!

God's sword, the blood of flaming yellow!

At that subtle moment, the generation of evil lord finally pulled out an unpredictable but powerful sword.

The sword silently passed through the first master's waist followed by another master but this time with blood stains on it. In a blink of an eye, a third master had been stabbed in the waist.

The third master finally made a mournful cry but suddenly stopped. What he wanted to do most was to remove the sword from his body. His hand was already on the sword but just when he pulled it out and was ready to fly and attack, he realised that both his legs were still on the ground. What flew up was only his upper body.

He was shocked and started to panic. He used his all, to circulate the energy in his body but as he started to rush, he realised that his five viscera and six bowels were gushing out from his opened body.

He fell hard onto the ground. He instantly used his long sword to support himself and 'stood' up just like a wooden stake, he stood flat on the ground.

He glanced around uneasily, looking for the culprit, but could not find anything. The silver light had vanished as if it had never appeared at all.

He wanted to speak but just as he opened his mouth, he vomited out a mouthful of fresh blood, as well as his last bit of it.

Being a master beyond supreme level allowed him to keep the last bit of his vitality but as time pass and his biological essence quickly escaping, he was already on his way to death door.

He let out a last sigh before collapsing onto the ground. His eyes laid wide open like a dead fish, hollowly looking forward as if he was suspicious of something…

The other two supreme masters who were standing beside him instantly turned white out of fear. They subconsciously touched their waists and their face immediately became devastated.

They suddenly felt a gush of warmth in their stomach making them feel very comfortable. The warmth made them want to sleep, forever and never wake up.

It was a tempting invitation to the soul…

This kind of 'comfortable' feeling can only be felt when the body is bleeding a lot. Boiling fresh blood had escaped from their blood vessels and flowed towards their stomach. Using their own warmth to warm their five viscera.

This kind of extreme comfort was an omen of death.

The two masters had their eyes wide opened in fear. They could not believe themselves as they looked down at their waist …

The next moment, blood rushed out from their waist escaping whatever that was blocking it. The three of them stood weirdly as blood continued to pour out of their waist like a water fountain. Even though the blood flow seemed to be thin but it was rushing out powerfully, splattering everywhere.

Red circles of blood were formed around them. There was even a stench of blood in the mist and it was all from their body.

Strange, yet magnificent red circles.

With the shadow of death lingering and horrible killings happening near them, it was as if the door to hell had opened.

The two masters suddenly understood what was happening and started to scream. But, they did not dare to move… because once they moved their upper body and lower body would be separated.

But will their upper and lower body stay just because they did not move?

After all, whatever had happened to them was irreversible.

”Brother!”

He who always had rigorous schemes and deep foresight and was always known for his calmness suddenly turn red in anger.