Mo Tianlun also descended toward the dueling region, Laws swirling around his body, his pitch-black eyes never leaving Jiang Ye.
The two faced each other from a distance.
A thick, suffocating killing intent spread between them, colliding in midair, making the surrounding void tremble slightly.
"Ye Jiang."
"I heard you beheaded Mo Wushuang?" Mo Tianlun spoke coldly.
"So what if I did?" Jiang Ye said blandly.
"He was of my clan." Mo Tianlun's voice carried an icy murderous edge: "This debt will be repaid today."
Jiang Ye couldn't help but laugh.
If he hadn't killed Mo Wushuang, would the other side have truly not harbored the intent to kill him?
"Enough nonsense."
"I've been wanting to kill a Cangxu piece of trash like you." Jiang Ye said flatly: "Today, I can finally fulfill that wish."
"Heh."
"Ye Jiang." Murderous intent surged to the heavens in Mo Tianlun's eyes: "You'll pay a terrible price for your arrogance."
