But so what? The Dark Sky Evil Sword never worries about whether Xing Ming will die! As long as he can keep these three people here today, he's earned a fortune, especially with Xiao Qiang; he feels this is simply the most perfect gift heaven has bestowed upon him.
"Xing Ming, give up this power, give up the power transmitted by the Dark Sky Evil Sword, otherwise you'll die." Xiao Qiang looked at Xing Ming and then directly conveyed his voice into Xing Ming's mind. At this moment, Xing Ming was truly in extreme pain, the power continuously pouring into his body like seawater, something he simply could not withstand.
He heard Xiao Qiang's voice and thought about rejecting the power. But just as this thought arose, the voice of the Dark Sky Evil Sword once again resounded in his ears.
