"Good, how arrogant. You're courting death!"
Venerable Fei Xing flew into a rage, an even more powerful aura erupting from his body.
"Shut up!"
Dao Lord Taichu roared and threw a punch, clashing head-on with Venerable Fei Xing.
Bang!
The two were forced back again. A flush rose to Dao Lord Taichu's face; he had clearly been seriously injured.
"You're courting death. Get lost!"
Dao Lord Taichu snorted coldly, flipped his palm, and drew out a golden divine sword, slashing fiercely at his opponent.
Boom!
The two peerless treasures collided, producing a sound like a world-shaking thunderclap. The entire tavern seemed to tremble as all the wine and dishes spilled onto the floor.
Venerable Fei Xing was blasted back more than a hundred yards. His face turned pale, and a trickle of blood seeped from the corner of his mouth.
"How is that possible?"
Venerable Fei Xing's eyes widened as he stared at Dao Lord Taichu in disbelief.
Dao Lord Taichu waved a hand and summoned back the divine sword in his grasp. He said calmly, "Why wouldn't it be possible? Who do you think you are, telling me to get lost?"
"Hmph! Our Tian Huang Divine Clan is not something an ant like you can provoke. If you know what's good for you, kneel and beg for mercy at once. Otherwise, you'll die without even a burial site!"
Killing intent surged in Venerable Fei Xing's eyes as he spoke coldly.
Dao Lord Taichu shook his head. "I hate people like you most, those who bully others by relying on their power. Do you think you're that impressive? I could crush you with one finger!"
"Arrogant!"
Venerable Fei Xing flew into a furious rage. He was a prodigy of the Tian Huang Divine Clan—how could he tolerate such humiliation?
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