Duan Ling Tian’s gaze was incomparably calm when faced with Fan Jian begging for mercy. "Fan Jian, I’ve said it before. I gave you a chance, it was you yourself who didn’t cherish is properly… Since it’s like that, then go to hell with Liu Shi Ge."
"No!" When he realized Duan Ling Tian wouldn’t let him off, Fan Jian revealed a savage expression as he shouted out explosively, then the Origin Energy beneath his feet skyrocketed as he charged to the other side, desiring to flee.
"Idiot!" Duan Ling Tian’s expression was calm as he once again stomped out with Quake Energy on his feet, and his speed was so fast that he was even swifter than an ordinary first level Nascent Soul Stage martial artist.
In the blink of an eyes, he’d caught up to Fan Jian.
Duan Ling Tian’s gaze was slightly cold as the narrow sword he held in his hand lightly trembled.
Sword Drawing Arts!
