Screech!
Mr. Ji dragged his divine weapon and headed out of the valley.
Wu Tiande rolled his eyes. "Mr. Ji, there's a lot of armored gear here!"
"Take a set with you!"
"With armored gear, your combat power will multiply!"
"Killing Chu Qing will be as easy as turning over your hand!"
Without looking back, Mr. Ji waved a hand. "A mere Chu Qing is already beneath me if I have to use a divine weapon against him!"
"If I put on armored gear to kill him too, people will laugh their heads off when word gets out!"
Wu Tiande fell silent.
You're fucking using a divine weapon against him, and that won't make people laugh?
Mr. Ji dragged his longsword and strode forward like a shooting star.
The divine longsword scraped against the ground, scattering bursts of sparks.
The killing intent around him grew ever more intense.
His invincible bearing stood like mountains and towering peaks, unfathomably deep.
Once Mr. Ji's back vanished and he stepped out of Desolate Valley, Wu Tiande sighed. "For that Chu Qing to die at Mr. Ji's hands, he can count it as blessings from three lifetimes!"
"What a pity... Chu Qing killed my men, yet I can't kill him myself."
"What a damn shame!"
"Still, once Mr. Ji brings me his head, I'll take it back so the brothers can rest easy!"
At that moment:
One of his men said quietly, "President, we should actually make a move and kill Chu Qing!"
Wu Tiande frowned. "Why?"
The man hurriedly said, "Killing Chu Qing will show off our strength."
"That Mr. Ji won't look down on us in the future either!"
The others nodded one after another, saying excitedly, "If we can build ties with the Young Master behind Mr. Ji, we'll be like