"Hmph. Shameless scoundrel. The next time I see you, I'll kill you, pills or no pills!" Cyan Dragon didn't believe a word Zhou Fan said. With a cold snort, he turned to leave.
"Leaving so soon? If you don't kill me, I'll have to get ready to kill you!" Zhou Fan sneered, slowly raising the Li Hen Sword and holding it horizontally before him. The Longevity Technique whirled frantically within him, driving his Inner Strength.
"Kill me? You think you're worthy?" Cyan Dragon glanced at Zhou Fan with contempt and turned to walk toward the elevator. "I come and go as I please. No one can stop me!"
"Then give it a try!"
The moment he finished speaking, Zhou Fan took a step forward. Pushing off the ground with the balls of his feet, he launched himself into the air. With a sudden slash of his Li Hen Sword, he unleashed a majestic, ink-black wave of Sword Qi!
"Damn it!"
