Chapter 869

"Pfft!"

Su Hang spat out a large mouthful of blood, his body flying backward, spraying a large mist of blood in the air. After landing, he remained motionless.

"Hahaha!"

The white-clothed man looked up to the sky and laughed, his laughter filled with hideousness and cruelty.

The surrounding disciples also laughed along. They hadn't expected that the arrogant kid from just a moment ago wouldn't even be able to withstand a single exchange before being killed instantly; this was truly satisfying.

"Zero nine three"

However, this laughter soon came to an abrupt halt. The group stood there blankly, the expressions on their faces frozen, their gazes gathered on the young man lying on the ground unconscious.

"Cough, cough..."

A moment later, the young man lying on the ground coughed violently. Amidst the coughing, a clump of blood foam was spat out, and immediately after, Su Hang sat up.

"How is this possible?"

The faces of the white-clothed man and the others were filled with astonishment. How could an ordinary person withstand his attack? This simply overturned their common sense.

"Cough, cough..."

Su Hang coughed a few more times, a faint smile hanging on the corner of his mouth.

Looking at these people, Su Hang curled his lips; he knew his plan had succeeded.

"I said, if I could kill your Demonic Sect's Five Elements Banners, I could kill you just the same!" Su Hang said in an icy tone.

"How is this possible?" The white-clothed man stared with wide eyes, looking at Su Hang as if he had seen a ghost.

"There is nothing impossible!"

Su Hang shook his head. "No matter what kind of enemy it is, I can cut the weeds and eliminate the roots."

As soon as he finished speaking, Su Hang lifted his long spear and blasted out a move: "Dragon Subduing Regret."

The long spear left his hand, tracing an arc straight toward the white-clothed man's chest.

The white-clothed man's pupils shrank. He felt that the spear was locking onto him, giving him a sense of pressure that he couldn't escape. He did not doubt that if he were pierced by this spear, he would either die or be crippled.

"Swish..."

At the critical moment, the long sword in the white-clothed man's hand spun a sword flower to block his chest. Su Hang's "Dragon Subduing Regret" slammed fiercely against the sword blade.

"Clang!"

Metal rang out. The white-clothed man's hand went numb, and he nearly lost his grip on the precious sword, stumbling back several steps.

"Pfft!"

A mouthful of blood spurted out. The white-clothed man looked at Su Hang in surprise. His precious sword was an ancient weapon; to think it was shattered by that kid's punch—it was simply unbelievable...

What kind of freak was this kid? How could he be so strong?

Was this guy not afraid of pain?

"Third Brother, what are you doing?" At this moment, a man wearing yellow robes walked up.

"Fourth Brother!"

Seeing that person, the white-clothed man quickly composed himself, wiped the bloodstains from the corner of his mouth, tucked his sword into his waist, and bowed respectfully to the man. "I wasn't doing anything, just wanted to test this kid's Wu Gong. Heh heh, it seems this kid is quite capable."

"Oh, is that so?" The yellow-robed man raised an eyebrow.

The white-clothed man nodded in agreement.

The yellow-robed man scanned Su Hang, then turned his head to the people beside him. "Tie this kid up and bring him back!"

"Yes, Second Senior Brother!"

The group of black-robed men agreed immediately, swarming forward and surrounding Su Hang from different sides.

"Hmph, I advise you all not to touch me, otherwise you will surely die a very ugly death!" Su Hang snorted coldly.

"Haha!"

Upon hearing this, the several black-robed men burst into uproarious laughter.