C1069 The Farewell Wine

"Xiao Ling, on the strength of your words alone, if I don't slay you today, I swear I'll no longer be worthy of being called human!"

The Scimitar Saint's voice was icy, his pride as a powerhouse of the Heaven Choosing Building wounded by Xiao Ling's threat. Such an affront was beyond endurance.

"Very well, it seems we're destined for a single combat