They saluted the young man without any doubt.

It was not because their alertness had become lower, but because of their blind admiration for the boss. The sword could fully confirm the boss's identity, and they had no reason to doubt it.

The black-faced boy clenched his fists, wanted to capture the thief and first captured the king, and then took back his sword.

But the young man standing opposite looked at the men in black robes who were saluting, and his expression also showed a hint of strangeness. He then slowly raised the sword, pointed at the boy in black, and said directly: "Kill him."

The black-faced boy opened his eyes wide and couldn't believe it.

Their purpose of creating the purgatory battlefield was to cultivate the strongest assassin, and the black-faced boy was the only one who survived. No matter how he thought about the ghost-faced boss, he would never be able to kill him!

Even the men in black robe were surprised.

But the black-faced boy who was deprived of hope gritted his teeth and started to fight back first.

The young man shook his head, flicked the hilt of the sword with a clanging finger, and the sword was shining out with a clang. A cold light suddenly appeared, and the sword energy was like a rainbow. The black-faced boy had no time to react, and the flying sword cut his throat in an instant.

He slowly fell to the ground with his eyes in fear.

That sword is definitely not a means that martial artists in the martial arts world can possess!
Chapter completed!