Chapter 172

Hearing this.

Ximen Wudi instantly understood his thought.

He smiled soundlessly.

He did not explain.

A trace of playfulness merely flashed across his face as he reminded them.

"Are you ready?"

Just those five words.

And his voice was not very loud either.

But in the ears of Lord Chuan Ying and the others, the pressure doubled!

The hope that had already been slim.

Became slimmer still.

No other reason.

Mainly because Ximen Wudi had deliberately added that reminder.

What did this show?

It showed that the other party was already fully confident in this move.

He simply did not care whether they were attacking with all their might or not.

As such.

It naturally made their hearts lurch.

Their mood also grew increasingly heavy.

"Come!"

Gathering his spirits.

Lord Chuan Ying, who dared not think further.

Stared at him with full concentration.

The true essence within his body instantly filled his entire frame.

Seeing this.

Ximen Wudi gave a faint smile.

He made no attacking move at all.

He merely raised his foot and took a small step forward.

It was precisely this small step.

Yet it seemed to tread upon the very heart-doors of Lord Chuan Ying and the others!

Feeling that vast, boundless, overwhelming might.

The pressure on their bodies suddenly multiplied several times over!

Their frames bent slightly as a result.

Even their spirits.

At this moment were like a solitary leaf-boat upon the great sea.

In danger of capsizing at any moment amid the towering waves!

Suddenly!

Just as Lord Chuan Ying and the others were full of shock, their spirits filled with horror.

A thread of extreme danger quietly rose within their hearts.

Almost in an instant.

The eight of them only felt a chill run down their spines, every hair on their bodies standing on end!

A gust of cold air shot from their heels straight to the backs of their heads!

Their expressions abruptly changed dramatically.

Great terror!!!

However.

Before they could make any move.

The scene before their eyes made them so enraged their eyes nearly split, their spirits wildly shaken!

They saw Han Gongdu's eyes wide open.

In his gaze, besides thick shock, there was also a trace of blank bewilderment.

Deep within his brow.

A pinhole-sized fine opening slowly trickled a thread of blood.

Lord Chuan Ying was dumbfounded.

Li Gong was stupefied.

The remaining five were likewise all frozen on the spot.

Their mouths involuntarily fell open.

On their faces, besides horror, there was only horror.

Even though they had been staring the whole time.

They still could not quite figure it out.

When exactly had Ximen Wudi struck?

Not to mention there had not been the slightest sign.

They couldn't even tell what weapon had been used to strike him.

Their eyes were filled with utter bewilderment.

"Well? How's this move of mine?"

Seeing them all dumbfounded.

Ximen Wudi smiled faintly and asked in a calm tone.

He didn't treat Han Gongdu's death as a matter of any consequence at all.

As if killing him was no different from killing a cockroach.

"Wh-what kind of move is this?"

He was the first to come back to his senses.

Lord Chuan Ying took a deep breath.

Steadied his emotions a moment.

Yet in his words, an unavoidable trace of shock still crept in.

He racked his brains, yet still couldn't figure it out.

Just how exactly had Ximen Wudi made his move?!

Clearly, all eight great masters present had been fully focused, completely concentrating on guarding themselves.

Yet they were still struck so effortlessly.

What's more.

What hit him even harder was.

Had he not sensed Han Gongdu's vitality slowly fading away.

And noticed a thin trickle of blood appearing at his brow.

He wouldn't even have known the man was dead!

How could someone who had always been so insufferably proud accept this?!

"It's nothing more than a mere invisible sword Qi."

Ximen Wudi waved his hand with an air of breezy nonchalance.

In fact.

Don't be fooled by how casually he spoke of it.

Back then, to comprehend this move, he had expended no small amount of effort.

Fortunately, hard work never betrays the willing heart.

He had ultimately still worked it out.

Moreover.