Verrall flicked his sleeve and replied, "If the Lord of the Western Xia wants me to kill someone, I will kill him!"
"Haha." Catman shook his head and stroked his moustache. "The person you want to kill is protected by our Sacred Lord. How can you kill him?"
Verrall frowned. "Your Sacred Lord? Since when do your Noble Berserkers stand on Justus's side? If I recall correctly, your Noble Berserkers were the ones interfering with all Justus's actions back then, right?"
"This has nothing to do with you." Catman shrugged. "Anyway, My Lord said that man has to live."
"What if I insist to kill him?" Another stream of light condensed behind Verrall.
"You won't be able to kill him." Catman was confident. "A sword in the Paramount realm can't be blocked, but there are also a lot of flaws. You still have the strength to fight. It seems that Sackcloth Visitor moves didn't force you to use that sword. Otherwise, you wouldn't have enough strength to catch up. You reached the Paramount realm with your sword. None of the Qi practitioners can take it. But how many times can you use it? The closer you get to the Paramount realm, the faster you die. With your current strength, you can live for 300 years at least. But now you're one foot into the grave. Let me guess, each sword you use should be burning your life. The inheritance of the Western Xia has been unearthed. There are too many people targeting your Western Xia inheritance. Verrail, how many years have you lived to protect the inheritance of the Western Xia?"
Every time Catman said a word, Verrall's face darkened, and the sword radiance behind him was still condensing.
"Go back." Catman continued, "Your lord of the Western Xia has just received the inheritance. He can use the power of the inheritance, but this is an external force. He is also over drafting his life, but he is still too young to feel it. Sackcloth Visitor with his strength can completely exhaust your lord. Do you want to go back and see your new lord of the Western Xia turn into a dead man?"
There was hesitation in Verrall's eyes, but he was still unwilling to give up. Killing Henry was the first order the Young Master issued to him after taking the throne. If he did not finish it, Verrall could not explain it to him.
"Verrall, why are you still hesitating?" Catman said again, "Even if you really use the sword of the Paramount realm, I have Ji family's ancestral weapon here. Are you sure that you can really kill Henry?"
Verrall's hand clenched in the air, and the hesitation in his eyes turned into determination. "Henry must die today!"
Catman body shook, and the relief in his eyes instantly turned into seriousness. Although he said it easily, he knew that he would never be able to face Verrall's sword from the Paramount Realm, unless he stepped into the Spirit- controlling Realm!
However, in this world, there were only a few people who could control the spirit. It was easier said than done.
"Verrall, some things are just about enough, your stubbornness will kill too many innocent people. If Ji family's ancestral weapon is really unsealed, can you bear the consequences?" A figure slowly came from the darkness not far away.
As soon as Catman heard the man's voice, he began to tremble, and a look of terror appeared in his eyes.
At the same time, Soul Ji, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, suddenly shivered. Then, with the help of Ernest, he managed to get up.
There was a man who looked to be in his forties. He was wearing an ordinary casual suit and had a crew cut hairstyle. He had an average appearance, a normal height, and an ordinary temperament.
However, such an ordinary person actually caused the hearts of the experts present to tremble.
Even the Qi- sword that Verrall had gathered dissipated completely because of this person's words.
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