Chapter 1101: One of Ours

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“Has he left?”

Jian Wushuang had no intention of chasing after the man in gold armor at all.

In truth, even if his opponent remained behind, he had to leave.

After all, he had expended his entire repertoire of swordsmanship but only managed to cut off one of the man’s arms. His opponent could regenerate his arm back instantly, and he did not seem to have lost any of his battle strength.

If the battle continued on, most likely Jian Wushuang would have lost.

“I perfected my Death Shadow by combining both Essences of speed and slowness in it. Most importantly, my consciousness attack coupled with Killing Intent should have been even more powerful, but he easily blocked my consciousness attack. He didn’t even seem to be affected much by it!”

thought Jian Wushuang, secretly surprised.

To Jian Wushuang, even an advanced Celestial Master would have trouble blocking such an attack, much less be so unaffected by it.

“He’s also a Celestial Master like Empyrean Patriarch, but this man is much stronger than him. His consciousness is especially powerful,” muttered Jian Wushuang.

“These experts from the Jin Kingdom came from the Eternal Chaotic World, and more or less they have spent some time trying to make a living there; naturally, they’ll not be lacking in quality. The Green Fire Palace can hold its own with the Jin Kingdom because it has gained many treasures due to its strategic location, which is situated on a huge battlefield. If not…” Gu King’s voice rang in Jian Wushuang’s mind again.

Jian Wushuang could not hold in his laughter. He did not think too much about it, however, and he walked directly toward the bronze colored stone pillar which the man in gold armor had been standing at previously.

As he came to the front of the pillar, he saw the word ‘Kill’ carved into its center.

The moment he saw the word…

“Kill!”

“Kill!”

Roar after roar echoed in his mind as he felt a terrible surge of Killing Intent engulfing him. His pupils shrank violently as his figure flew backward by a few steps.

He only lifted his head again once he was far away from the pillar.

“What a fearsome rush of Killing Intent it was. In fact, it’s much stronger than that of mine, which was made using the Killing Bead,”

thought Jian Wushuang secretly. At the same time