"Beast, you're looking for death!"
Seeing Red Tiger pouncing toward him, Hei Dao suddenly raised his black saber and hacked out a pitch-black blade shadow like spilled ink, chopping straight at Red Tiger's head.
Xue Hee, on the other hand, sacrificed his Lifebound Magical Treasure, the Blood River Map. The waters of the blood river surged into a stormy sea, countless wronged souls and vicious ghosts howling and roaring within, as if they could rip Taotie into pieces at any moment.
As for Li Chen and Long Yang, they had yet to make a move. Each floated above a glacier, staring at each other across the void.
Right now, the only thing in their eyes was the opponent—nothing else existed.
Though they hadn't started fighting, the clash of their gazes was in no way inferior to a life-and-death slaughter of blades and blood.
Li Chen's ferocious reputation was too overwhelming. Facing him alone, Long Yang couldn't help feeling a nameless chill in his heart.
