C1785 The Strange Meteor Iron Sword

The Tiger Gate's Great Elder stared with wide eyes at the heavenly change that had pierced his heart. Blood dripped from the sword wound. He wanted to say something, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Why?! A martial artist at the first level of the Awakening Realm... How can his speed be so fast?!"

Even if he would vomit blood if he opened his mouth