"Clang clang"
Xiao Chen's two War Swords appeared in front of him, blocking the two rainbow glows and emitting a series of sharp metallic tremors.
"What do you want?" Xiao Chen asked coldly.
"I want to kill you!" The Daoist's body suddenly became vague and hazy, but amid it, a fierce Sword Qi burst forth, deeply shaking the Death Continent.
A wisp of misty vapor rose, truly like a cloud of fairy mist, but in an instant, four fierce Sword Qis slashed out, domineering and overpowering, undeniably possessing Ancestral God Level Battle Power!
"Clang clang clang"
Xiao Chen switched positions, his figure dreamlike and illusory, dodging the hazy white mist while several War Swords shielded him, raging and thwarting the cleaving of Four Immortal Swords.
"You're waiting here, not just to kill me. What is your true purpose?" Xiao Chen did not believe his words.
