C1576 Fire Demon Flame Formation

"Playing games?"

A sneer of mockery flickered in Xiao Ling's eyes as he unsheathed the Emperor's Sword and advanced toward Yan Hao with deliberate steps.

"What can you do if I'm 'messing around'?"

Xiao Ling, gripping the Emperor's Sword, swung it decisively.

Puff!

An arm soared into the air. Moments before, Yan Hao had used that very arm to rudely gesture at Xiao Ling's face