Chapter 864

Wherever the silver short blade reached, the air was cut to pieces, and the sharp blade light lowered the surrounding temperature quite a bit.

Cold light flashed in Su Hang's eyes. He swung his long spear, the spear tip slanting up, just hitting the silver blade light. With a crackling sound, sparks flew everywhere. The two were deadlocked, and finally, the silver blade light collapsed with a bang, and Su Hang also stumbled back a few steps.

A smile appeared on the white-clothed man's face. Just now, when he fought Su Hang, he noticed that Su Hang's internal energy was insufficient; this was also the reason he was able to occupy the advantage.

However, he did not expect that Su Hang would have a way to restore his strength, nor did he expect Su Hang to sacrifice his weapon so quickly.

The white-clothed man bullied his way forward again, a sword light hacking out, bringing with it a whistle, slashing toward Su Hang. Wherever the sword light pointed, a wisp of blue smoke drifted away.

Su Hang felt a chill in his heart, his wrist flipping,

sweeping out. The spear tail hit the sword light, instantly shattering it, while his body moved sideways to dodge.

Although this spear barely blocked the sword light, it made Su Hang's chest ache with a burning sensation. Clearly, this shell was not suitable for close combat; otherwise, he would definitely have been able to fight back and forth with the white-clothed man.

The white-clothed man snorted coldly, his figure twisting, and he kicked Su Hang in the chest. Su Hang only felt a hot current rush through his chest cavity, and his whole body flew out like a kite with a broken string, landing on the ground.

"Puchi!"

Opening his mouth to spit out a mouthful of blood, Su Hang struggled to crawl up.

The white-clothed man snorted coldly, walked to Su Hang's front, and stepped on Su Hang's head, looking down from a high position, looking down at Su Hang. "A thing like an ant, yet you dare to peek at my secrets."

Su Hang raised his head, his eyes cold. "If you have the guts, kill me."

"Hahaha..." Hearing this, the white-clothed man suddenly laughed loudly, looking down at Su Hang. "Want to die? How could it be that easy? After I search your soul, I will naturally send you to see King Yama."

"Don't even think about it." Su Hang scolded in a deep voice. "Even if I die, I won't let you succeed."

"Oh? Is that so?"

Hearing Su Hang's words, the white-clothed man suddenly became excited. "I didn't expect you to be so loyal. It's a pity; for a guy like you, even if you die, I don't care."

"You..."

Su Hang widened his eyes. This guy was too vicious; no matter what attitude he had, he could not escape the fate of death. Su Hang was somewhat helpless.

The white-clothed man extended his hand and grabbed toward Su Hang's head. Su Hang closed his eyes, an expression of being at the mercy of others.

Just at this moment, a gust of wind blew from behind. The white-clothed man seemed to have been prepared, his figure twisting violently, dodging the gust of wind. Turning around to look, he saw a young man, wearing a black robe, appearing not far away.

"Pavilion Master!"