Xiao Yi's eyes burned a fiery red as he cursed angrily. He could already see through Chen Longxiang's ruse—no matter how much Chen Longxiang vowed to cripple his own cultivation, he would never truly fulfill his promise.
If he wanted to save Fang Qingzhu, there was only one way: kill Chen Longxiang!
With this thought in mind.
Xiao Yi slammed his palm down fiercely, summoning the Red Sky Sword into the air. Clutching the sword single-handedly, Xiao Yi let out a furious roar: "Killing you will get me Qingzhu all the same!"
"Kill me?"
Chen Longxiang burst into laughter as if he'd just heard the most ridiculous joke. Throwing his head back, his laughter rang out endlessly. After patting his chest to quell his amusement, he finally spoke with a face full of mockery, "I am seated upon the Seal Demon Stele itself. Show me how you plan to kill me."
"Then you'd better watch carefully!"
Xiao Yi scoffed, his body trembling slightly.
A droning hum echoed through the skies.
