"Foolish!"
The old man's unselfishness elicited a flash of disdain in the eyes of this Wind Spirit Clan warrior. To him, an old fellow barely clinging to life, still concerned about others, was simply inconceivably stupid.
For Xiao Chen to survive a Venerable's attack was a miracle. Was it possible that he still had the strength to fight back? That was nothing but the old man's wishful thinking.
"Hehe, old fool, you've truly enraged me. Since you care so much about him, why don't you both go to hell together!"
A silvered saber aura flashed and swept across the void, chopping down at Xiao Chen. A sinister smile flickered in the Wind Spirit Clan warrior's eyes, as if he could already see Xiao Chen being cleaved in two, blood and bone scattering.
Would this scene of flesh and blood flying and organs scattering not allow the old human to die with his eyes closed? He eagerly awaited such a spectacle.
