Standing above the airspace of the 35th state, Su Ming stood calmly before the two Nascent Soul cultivators.
They were an old man and a woman. They looked at Su Ming as if they were looking at a fool.
"Are you a rebel so weak that they can't even send a Nascent Soul Expert?" the old man said, his tone dripping with scorn.
"What do you expect? Do you think any powerful experts can come out from such a barren place?" the woman added.
"Are you done?" Su Ming asked calmly.
"Oh! Are you that much of a retard that you think you stand a chance against us?" the old man asked in disdain.
"We shall see," Su Ming responded, and an emerald sword appeared in his hand.
A Core Refining warrior dares to stop two Nascent Soul experts? How laughable was that?
They didn't bat an eye at him, and the old man swung his hand as if trying to swat a fly.
Still, the casual attack was not something a Core Refining Expert could withstand.
