In mid-air, two figures were separated by several hundred meters, facing each other distantly. Man Tianlie stared at the white-clad figure opposite him, a hint of murderous intent emerging in his purple-golden pupils.
"Ignorant fool, still talking tough when death is imminent!"
Under the wrapping of purple-golden flames, the rough voice transmitted through.
"Enough with the nonsense, bring it on."
Qin Yang, dressed in white, raised his eyebrows, his gaze fixed on Man Tianlie, accompanied by a cold voice.
"He actually dared to provoke Man Tianlie."
"Even if he didn't provoke him, Man Tianlie wouldn't let him off."
"There's going to be a good show now."
"..."
Witnessing Qin Yang confront Man Tianlie again, some cultivators began to discuss.
"Haha... truly arrogant, but don't get blasted to death with just one punch!"
