Chapter 756 — The Nineteenth Sword
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 4 of 4
Shen Mu opened his palm and beckoned behind him; countless tiny sword-lights flew swiftly to him, clashing with a ding-dang of metal, gathering into a sword core that flew along with them, closing rapidly.
"Let's go kill Heavenly Lord Hao."
Shen Mu spat blood and said, breathless with weakness, "He is nearly dead. One more sword will finish it..."
"Compared with him, I think you had better worry about our own lives."
Kaihuang sighed. Around them demigods were gathering in ever greater numbers. He said softly, "There is no need for you to kill him for certain. In the future I will kill him myself, and avenge Heavenly Lord Yu. Right now I am only worried about how we are to escape."
Shen Mu suddenly wept, turning his head away, and said in his heart, "Old Ancestor, you did not... I do not know whether you are still alive... I once even wished that you had fought with all valor, even if you died upon the field of battle; but now I would rather that you were alive in the Land of No Sorrow..."