"Very well! It's only fair to return the favor. Take this move from me!" Zhao Sheng slowly raised his Heavenly Square Halberd, looking at Li Feixuan across from him with a cold sneer on his face.
He had almost taken a misstep and fell for the ploy of a despicable person, despite having a rather good impression of them until now.
"No, no, no! Taoist Zhao, please hold, I admit defeat, I admit defeat!" Upon hearing this, Li Feixuan immediately broke into a cold sweat, hurriedly put away his long saber, and conceded with hands clasped together.
Zhao Sheng's words were dripping with killing intent, which he made no attempt to conceal. Li Feixuan certainly did not dare to test the sharpness of the Heavenly Square Halberd with his neck.
Moreover, he couldn't understand how his sure-fire killing move, which had never failed him before, suddenly didn't work?
After all, with that move, he had once slain a newly advanced third-tier Flying Jade Mouse.
