"Since you are unwilling to surrender, don't blame me for being ruthless. I, Wu Qi, can't get it, you Long Chen can't even think of it."

Wu Qi gritted his teeth and looked at Xiaoxue who was staring at him. He became angry from his heart, threw away the long whip in his hand, took out a cold sword, and slashed it at Xiaoxue's head.

Just as his long sword was raised, a sudden fervent murderous intent came to the world like the will of the god of death. A bone blade with endless murderous aura fell with the momentum of slashing through the sky.
Chapter completed!