"What if I refuse?"
Ren Changsheng's voice was cold and detached; a mere Golden Immortal daring to demand him to hand someone over?
Has this fool become so arrogant after being the boss on the vast Hongyun Continent for a few years that he forgets how vast the heavens are?
"Refuse? Then die!"
"Die!"
"Boom!"
A terrifying force surged out of Qin Xiong's body.
"Humming!"
Though separated by a hundred miles, in just a few breaths, Qin Xiong had already appeared before Ren Changsheng.
With an unmatched arrogance in his eyes, he reached out his hand, and an Immortal Sword appeared in his grasp. Holding the Immortal Sword, Qin Xiong directly brought it down on Ren Changsheng.
Qin Xiong was confident that this strike would easily kill Ren Changsheng.
As a Golden Immortal, an existence above the Hongyun Continent, an Independent Immortal who has undergone eleven tribulations was no different from an ant in his eyes.
"Arrogant!"
