No.1 Supreme Warrior by Moneto

Chapter 1910
However, Master Mackenzie’s speed was incomparable to Jackieie White. He suddenly saw a gold light at the same time Jackieie slammed his fist onto his shoulders causing his joints to shatter with a violent crack. He let out one curdling scream after another as the feeling of pain shot through his whole body. The punch had crippled his shoulder.

Jackieie White laughed coldly as he raised his left fist again-not giving time for Master Mackenzie to defend himself at all. Gold light flashed on his fist as he slammed it against Master Mackenzie’s right chest with a force enough to end anyone’s life. The sound of bones breaking sounded again. The punch not only shattered Master Mackenzie’s bones but made him unable to activate his Chi so he fell to the ground like a deflated balloon.

Jackieie was not done with him yet. He followed him down and grabbed hold of Master Mackenzie’s collar. The next punch would be on Master Mackenzie’s meridian points as he planned to completely destroy his cultivation to ensure he would never have a chance to avenge himself.

Master Mackenzie’s fearful eyes were wide open as he knew what Jackieie had in mind. Infinite despair filled his heart, he would be left with nothing if his cultivation was completely destroyed. With the last of his energy, he stared at Jackieie pleadingly and said, “Don’t destroy my cultivation. I beg of you. Don’t destroy me. I can be your slave! I can do anything!

nothing but a worthless trash. “Do you know how many people are

body to convulse and nearly cut off his air supply. The next second, he was in so much pain

their fighting spirit and had given in to their fate. The Nine Gods Clan’s disciples slaughtered most of their opponents but did not kill those who had thrown their weapons down. Instead, they confiscated the weapons, tied them up, and left

disciples who were kneeling in front of the Nine Gods Clan’s gate with their heads drooping. Though he usually did not treat his

White and greeted him with praises before pointing to the Alliance Guard’s disciples. “Master, what should we do with them? I think we should kill them all but their numbers are great. We might anger the gods if we

broke out in cold sweat under his icy gaze. They dared not breathe at all. Though Jackieie was well aware of Pavilion Billow Cloud’s dire situation, he would prefer to avoid a genocide if possible. If not, he would not be any different from those Alliance Guard people. He let out a gentle sigh and said, “Let them go. They are no threat to us anymore. They would do well to keep their

the ground as if he was a dead dog. The latter did not even make a sound. Emptiness