"Haha, you've come alone to die?"
"Fine by me. I'll just chop you all down, one by one."
Seeing that only Lu Beifeng had stepped forward, Meng Kun sneered contemptuously.
He held a large saber, and the aura around him slowly began to change.
Soon, a soaring killing intent emanated from Meng Kun's body.
A sharp glint flashed in his eyes.
"Die."
Without another word, Meng Kun moved in an instant.
"Mad Saber Technique."
He roared, his figure moving like lightning as he charged at Lu Beifeng.
Lu Beifeng's expression was incredibly grave.
He knew he was facing a terrifying opponent. The man was extremely powerful.
His heart was heavy.
He had a sinking feeling that he was no match for his opponent.
But he possessed the spirit to fight to the death.
"Celestial Heart Sword."
"Kill!"
He struck without hesitation. Sword in hand, he himself seemed to become a sharp blade.
He rushed to meet his foe.
