Qin Yushen did not respond to Jiang Yu's words; instead, he waved his hand again, and the giant black scissors in midair released wisps of black air that surged into Jiang Yu's body.
Jiang Yu's face grew increasingly ghastly, as he looked at Qin Yushen in agony, "I admit defeat!" He now regretted his impulsiveness, for not only had he failed to avenge his disciple, but he had also offended such a formidable existence.
"So strong!" The Mo Feng Sect Master was also taken aback. He felt relieved that it wasn't Yijian who had gone up on stage just now, for he surely would have gone up to seek justice for his disciple.
Qin Yushen gave Jiang Yu a cold glance and stepped down from the platform.
"Snap!" The black scissors landed in front of Jiang Yu, who sat there trembling, unable to recover his senses for a long time. He had truly brushed shoulders with death this time.
