IS Chapter 94

Ye Zhuo's sword left Yu Hu with no way to avoid it. From his left shoulder to his right rib, he suffered this sword head-on, his body like a clay figure, bisected in mid-air. The sword was too fast, like a thin layer of snow lightly brushing against flesh and bone. As the sword left, the two segments of his body began to fall, the cut not yet having had time to splatter blood. But this was the body of a Human Immortal. A momentary daze flashed across Real Person Yu Hu's eyes, but his actions did not…