Killers Pay with Their Lives, Debts with Their Money
The Dragon God Fist, carrying an explosive aura, slammed hard into the black axe. The two powerful auras collided, sending a faint tremor through the surrounding area.
At the center, the man in black clearly felt his hand tremble around the axe after that straightforward punch came crashing down.
The force that surged into his body rebounded, bursting the web between his thumb and forefinger and drawing thin threads of crimson blood.
His brows knitted tightly as he looked at the man before him, a sinking feeling creeping into his heart.
He'd actually come off worse after just one move?
With the Dragon God Body activated, Bi Fan stood far taller than his opponent. He looked down at him with cold eyes and said icily, "You're nowhere near as good as that woman called Qian Mei'er."
"Miss Mei'er?" The man in black was startled. "You actually ran into Miss Mei'er?"
He looked at him without giving anything away. "What? Was I not allowed to run into her?"
The man in black swallowed unconsciously, feeling that the situation had already slipped beyond his control.
Qian Mei'er was a prodigy of the Magic Flood Dragon Clan. Her strength had long since reached the mid-stage of the Marquis Realm, and she had many trump cards. She had once defeated a peak Marquis Realm expert head-on!
This man had actually walked away from her unscathed? He couldn't begin to imagine just how strong he really was! Whatever the answer, he knew he was no match for him.
In an instant, he made up his mind.
A strained smile appeared on his gloomy face. After a light cough, he spoke in an almost ingratiating tone. "You're Brother Bi Fan, aren't you? I think there may have