The next moment, he took out the Sound Transmission Token.
When he saw the pattern marks on the Sound Transmission Token ripple, a cold, piercing killing intent shot from his eyes once more.
And this killing intent was more terrifying than ever before.
In the end, Xuanyuan Wutian still poured Spiritual Energy into it.
The instant the connection went through, he took a deep breath and said calmly, "You are Chen Wen?"
At this moment, the impression he gave off was that there was not the slightest unusual fluctuation in him.
As if the one whose avatar had been killed was not him at all.
Interesting.
The corner of Chen Wen's mouth lifted of its own accord, and then he said, "Isn't there still one avatar left? Hurry up and have him come over to die."
The moment those words came out, the rage Xuanyuan Wutian had managed to suppress with such difficulty was instantly detonated.
"Brat, you're courting death."
As he spoke, Xuanyuan Wutian let out another vicious roar. "You're courting death, do you know that?"
Chen Wen said calmly, "Oh? We still don't know who's going to die."
"Xuanyuan Wutian, right? This time, you wait for me. I'll personally come over and take your head off."
Before Xuanyuan Wutian could react, Chen Wen directly cut off the connection.
Xuanyuan Wutian stared blankly at the Sound Transmission Token in his hand.
And at that moment, time and space seemed to have completely stopped.
Bang!!!
The next instant, Xuanyuan Wutian's expression twisted savagely. "Good courage. You have good courage!!!"
At this moment, he was so furious his lungs were about to explode.
Never.
Since the day he was born, no one had ever dared speak to him like this.
Nor had anyone ever dared provoke him like this.
Chen Wen