"Could it be that Fellow Daoist Xiao has no innocent lives on his hands?" Shang Cheng sneered.
Xiao Hua raised his head to look at the sky. "This Xiao naturally does, but this Xiao dares face the Heavenly Dao and guarantee that every one of them deserved to die! Of course, that is merely this Xiao's own belief. If the Heavenly Dao abandons me, someone will naturally kill this Xiao. Heh heh, perhaps Fellow Daoist Shang will be the one?"
"Hahaha!" Shang Cheng laughed loudly and pointed a finger. "I've seen plenty of sanctimonious hypocrites like you on Xiaoyu Continent. You've got your eye on my storage bag, or perhaps my women. If you want them, come take them. Why spout so many hypocritical excuses?"
"Hehe, perhaps Fellow Daoist Shang is right. Perhaps this Xiao does want to kill you. But since you killed Shopkeeper Han, didn't you give this Xiao a reason?" Xiao Hua did not hide his intent to kill Shang Cheng in the slightest.
"If you want to fight, then fight! What I hate most is you people from famous sects who want to kill others yet still want to erect a memorial arch!" Shang Cheng slapped his hand, scattering more than a dozen pitch-black yellow talismans shaped like little birds. Each talisman traced a strange path through the air, flying at Xiao Hua from all directions.
Though Xiao Hua felt revulsion when he heard that Shang Cheng was a cultivator of the Myriad Poisons Sect, he had not necessarily intended to kill him. But since Shang Cheng had killed Han Jiang right before his eyes, what more was there to say? He was practically asking Xiao Hua to kill him! Why should Xiao Hua hold back? Even if Shang Cheng's words were perfectly logical, why would