"Sure. He happened to appear here and interfere with our Immortal Snow Sect's business, so that's just his bad luck. Leave him to me. I'll bring back his head." The Immortal Snow Sect disciple called Zhao Dao, who was at the Infant Soul Realm, Tenth Level, sneered.
Then his figure blurred, and he flew toward Jiang Chen. He came directly in front of Jiang Chen's flying boat and blocked his path.
Jiang Chen already knew what the other party intended and stopped.
Jiang Chen also stepped out of the small flying boat.
As expected, he's only at the Infant Soul Realm, Third Level. Dealing with him will be a piece of cake. Seeing Jiang Chen emerge and sensing the aura emanating from him, Zhao Dao thought to himself.
"Kid, who are you? Why have you appeared here?" Zhao Dao asked.
"I'm just a Rogue Cultivator passing through. May I ask, fellow Daoist, is there something you need?" Jiang Chen said indifferently.
"So you're a Rogue Cultivator. But even if you weren't one and were from some other major force, appearing here can only mean that you've had bad luck. Go to hell." As soon as Zhao Dao finished speaking, he attacked directly. A powerful martial technique thundered toward Jiang Chen, intending to kill him outright.
"Hmph." Jiang Chen snorted coldly and likewise unleashed a martial technique.
Jiang Chen's martial technique shattered Zhao Dao's, then struck Zhao Dao at astonishing speed.
Zhao Dao had never imagined that Jiang Chen would be this powerful. He had thought his own strength could crush Jiang Chen, so he had been completely unprepared.
Zhao Dao let out a scream as his entire body was sent flying, vomiting a large mouthful of blood in midair.
Zhao Dao's scream also drew Wang Changxuan and the others' attention.