"You can die now," Li Tian said indifferently.
"You!" Wang Ben's eyes were filled with viciousness. He casually wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said,""Don't even think about getting the antidote!"
"Bang!"
Another bolt of lightning struck down. This time, Wang Ben could not even stand up straight. He fell to the ground, his face so pale that it was almost transparent. His eyes were filled with viciousness and resentment. Against the dark red blood, he looked like a living ghost.
Li Tian stood in front of Wang Cong and raised his hand. Several lightning whips wrapped around him as he said,""With this sword, you'll definitely be turned into ashes."
He spoke nonchalantly and his expression was cold, as if he didn't care at all. However, madness gathered in his eyes little by little. His hair danced wildly, and his aura rolled wantonly, causing his clothes to flutter. A destructive power mixed with the whistling sword Qi swept across the entire ring.
