C592 One Sword to Break the Arm

The Divine Envoy had long been itching to put Ye Tian in his place after enduring days of his arrogance. With a reason now presenting itself, he was more than ready to take action.

"Heh, you actually think you can teach me a lesson? I'm curious to see you try," Ye Tian scoffed, drawing the Slaughter Blood. Its chilling gleam reflected his heightened combat readiness