"Little bastard! I gave you a chance to live, and you didn't even cherish it!"
Meng Xian's eyes were filled with venomous resentment. As he spoke, the Short Sword hidden in his sleeve suddenly struck out. "Do you think that just because I'm injured, I can be slain by a measly Qi Storage Martial Artist like you? You underestimate me far too much!"
Even if his strength was ordinary for an Outer Gang cultivator, he had still reached the Peak of Outer Gang! And no matter how formidable Zheng Jun's Martial Arts talent was, he was still just in the Qi Storage stage. The gap between Qi Storage and Outer Gang was like an insurmountable chasm!
Meng Xian certainly didn't believe that Zheng Jun could slay him. At most, he would just suffer a few more cuts. He was supremely confident he could kill Zheng Jun!
"Since you've taken the initiative to throw your life away, I'll kill you first. Then, once I've rested and recovered for a while, I'll go kill Gu Chengqi!"
