No 1 Supreme Warrior

Derek’s face turned pale when he saw the dagger returning back to Jack’s hand. He took a step back and the sword in his hand quivered, not from the infusion of true energy, but from fright. His two brothers, who were less powerful than him, were even more frightened than him that they hid behind him, treating him as a shield.

Their previous cockiness was now replaced by fear and caution. They were looking at Jack as if he was a devil who had climbed out from the deepest depth of hell and could rip off all their heads in an instant.

Derek swallowed and the sword in his hand quivered even more violently that the tip gave off a low hum.” I warn you, it’s true individually we’re not as strong a s you, but you won’t be our match if the three of us work together!”

out by a swamp. He stared coldly at Derek and said,

and leave his two brothers to you two.” The black dagger floating in the air released a black light once again. The black light was like a beast opening its mouth, wanting to devour everything in its path. It was a death sentence

being pushed to the extreme, or perhaps it was because of the contempt in Jack’s words, but Derek pulled out the last of his courage and shouted between

between his fingers. His long sword began making clicking noises

grunt, and thumb-sized skulls appeared on the long sword. These skulls released a bright white light, and their big mouths gave out a rattling sound

to more than fifty. These fifty or so tiny skulls revolved around Derek’s longsword and a closer look made him

to fight to your

with a cold flame. Each of these tiny skulls encased a resentful spirit struggling in hell. These resentful spirits filled everyone’s eardrums

using resentful spirits as the

this skill required killing the cultivator and absorbing his resentment and spirit energy. This kind of insidious skill was in line with the Corpse