Swoosh…
Chen Xiaobei stepped out and brought out the Blood God's Deity Killing painting. Immediately, the entirely area turned blood red. The murderous intent that started floating in the air sent chills to everyone's spines.
"Eh? Judging by the energy wave and the power of this painting, I think this is a Nine-star Spiritual Instrument! You are going to use this item to defeat me?! Is that supposed to be a joke?!"
Seconds ago, Wei Zhonglie was still trying to figure out Chen Xiaobei's true strength. After checking out on how powerful the painting was, all his worries and fear were swiftly swept away, replaced by confidence.
"A joke? I think you are going to cry later!"
