"Do you think you can catch me, little monkey?" Feng Xian'er's question made Chang Tian frown, especially since his cultivation was already in the half-god realm, so he felt like he could crush her without blinking. "If you think I'm bluffing, you can try to capture me, but I assure you that you will end up like that female scorched monkey."
Chang Tian was completely enraged by Feng Xian'er's insults, but Bai Xing suddenly spoke with difficulty. "Chang... Tian...! Be... carefull...! She- Ugh!"
However, Feng Xian'er immediately knocked Bai Xing unconscious before speaking to Chang Tian again. "You can attack me if you want to test my abilities."
"You bitch! I will capture and torture you for the rest of your life." Chang Tian spoke as he pulled out his golden rod, crafted from a unique metal. He then threw it towards Feng Xian'er, but a black sword immediately blocked it, shocking him.
