"With your strength, you still want to kill my boss? You're really overestimating yourself."
Han Qiu said with contempt.
"You're courting death!"
Hei Ming was furious.
He hadn't expected that here, in the small Qinghuang Sect, someone would dare to speak to him like that.
The moment the sounds dropped, he moved.
He struck a palm towards Han Qiu.
Han Qiu let out a cold laugh.
At the same time, he struck back with a palm.
It was Xiao Chen's intention for him to stay here, to protect the Qinghuang Sect.
Besides Xiao Chen, no one had the right to destroy the Qinghuang Sect.
Not even a Black and White Envoy. Even the Palace Master of the Black and White Divine Palace couldn't.
Boom!
A loud crash.
As if something had shattered.
Both retreated simultaneously.
Han Qiu's arm trembled.
Hei Ming's arm was already frozen into an ice block.
"Evenly matched?"
Huang Qingshan and the others were stunned.
Amazed.
