Liang yunhuai shouted in anger as he thrust his sword at Xia Yin Tianqi. However, his sword was so slow and powerless.
"Cang Yuan's descendants are just so-so," Xia Yin Tianqi extended his finger and flicked it lightly. A ray of sword Qi shot out from his finger and struck Liang yunhuai's sword. The sword's radiance was like a blooming Ice Flower.
Liang yunhuai's face turned pale. She staggered back a few steps and barely managed to stabilize herself. Liang yunru patted Liang yunhuai's shoulder and took out her golden whip, blocking in front of him.
"Liang yunru, I'll give you one last chance. If you don't want to see your son die in front of you, then hand over the Sumeru dagger." Xia Yin Tianqi said coldly.
"In your dreams!" Liang yunru fiercely spat.
"Since you insist on being stubborn, then you and your mother will accompany each other on the road to the netherworld." Xia Yin Tianqi finally unsheathed his sword, his killing intent roused.
