Tang San walked toward Chi Xiu step by step, his eyes bloodshot.
"You stole Xiao Wu from me, stole Pride from me, so give me this girl. Looks like you've already had your fill of playing with her. Can't I have a woman you've already had enough of?"
Xue Wuyang frowned. "Dad, kill him already!"
"Beauty, why don't you come over and kill me yourself? Drain me dry, drain me hard. Dying that way wouldn't be much of a regret."
Seeing that Chi Xiu did not seem inclined to stop him, Tang San sped up and lunged at Xue Wuyang like a wolf.
Bang!
Chi Xiu raised his foot and kicked him flying.
The kick was extraordinarily powerful. Tang San lay on the ground and did not get up for a long while.
"Stand here. Don't move."
Chi Xiu spoke to Xue Wuyang, then walked toward Tang San.
"You, close your eyes. Don't open them until I tell you to."
Chi Xiu then spoke to Bai Chenxiang.
Bai Chenxiang did not dare disobey and hurriedly shut her eyes.
Chi Xiu extended his right hand, and a blood-red longsword appeared in his palm. Holding the Asura Sword, he walked toward Tang San.
"Hehe, Chi Xiu, are you going to kill me? This time, just because of a woman?"
Chi Xiu shook his head. "Between you and me, only one of us was ever meant to exist in this world."
After saying that, he swung the Asura Sword and severed the swelling beneath Tang San's waist.
"Aahhh!!!"
Tang San doubled over in agony, veins bulging across his forehead as blood sprayed continuously from below.
Chi Xiu moved his fingers, and the wound beneath Tang San froze over, temporarily stopping the bleeding.
"What did you do?! What did you do?!"
Tang San roared.