Luo Qingchen was actually dead.
The yellow-robed youth felt his head buzzing, and his entire body froze in place.
A top expert on the Earth Ranking had fallen before his eyes. Luo Qingchen was not someone ranked near the bottom, but a powerhouse ranked one hundred and seventy-seventh. Yet such a person had been slain just like that.
"A devil. This man is a devil."
He looked at Li Yun with immense fear in his eyes. He no longer dared to harbor the slightest thought against him and immediately turned around to flee.
Whoosh!
Unfortunately, Li Yun was not a merciful person.
With one swing of Sword Qi, he directly ended the other party's life.
Since the yellow-robed youth had revealed killing intent toward him earlier, Li Yun naturally would not spare him now.
As for the identity of the Seventh Prince of the Cloudheaven Ancient Kingdom, Li Yun truly did not care.
