Hu Xiaotian smiled. "Senior, I've already given you the Winged Armor. Shouldn't you call that snake away first?" It wasn't that he begrudged losing the Lightsaber; he was worried Old Monster Beize would go back on his word.
Old Monster Beize grinned savagely. "You think you're in any position to bargain with me?"
Hu Xiaotian sighed, then suddenly pushed off with his toes and pounced on Old Monster Beize like a cheetah. His move took Old Monster Beize completely by surprise. Did this bastard no longer care whether Xi Yan lived or died?
Only then did Old Monster Beize notice that Xi Yan had awakened at some point. She snatched the little golden snake off her neck. The snake lay utterly docile in her palm, without the slightest intention of attacking her. No wonder Hu Xiaotian had dared to strike.
Old Monster Beize had focused all his attention on Hu Xiaotian, never expecting Xi Yan to wake up. That unexpected change reversed the entire situation. Hu Xiaotian opened with Heaven-Breaking Sword, committing himself to a killing blow. Sword energy swept in every direction, and towering murderous intent descended like a wave blotting out the sky.
In his panic, Old Monster Beize could only retreat, but his speed was nowhere near Hu Xiaotian's. As the blue blade of light reached him, he could only hope the Winged Armor would save his life. Yet Hu Xiaotian had aimed his sword at his neck. Squelch! The Lightsaber sliced through without the slightest resistance. Old Monster Beize's gray-haired head tumbled to the ground, and the Iron Thread Diamond Insects that had only just gathered together poured out in an endless stream with the blood spurting from his neck.
Hu Xiaotian walked over, picked his clothes up off the ground, and put them on. Suddenly,