"Look, as I said, numbers mean nothing, Martial Artists below the Eleven Layers of Hell Cultivation Level are nothing but farts to me, Ling Xiao!"
Ling Xiao mocked Gutianba and the others, who were staring in shock: "You called me sly, trying to go one-on-one?
Now you understand, it's you who's foolish, couldn't see my kindness."
"Monster!"
Gutianba finally managed to utter these two words after his mouth hung open for a long time.
In his eyes, Ling Xiao was indeed a monster.
Even for him, dealing with fifty thousand people simultaneously was simply impossible.
Yet, Ling Xiao's Bloodthirsty Plague Rat was terribly frightening.
It was akin to a cheat-like ability.
No wonder this kid has been so fearless, turns out he has this dreadful power.
"Stop, you want to go one-on-one with me, I accept! Let me see, are you human or demon!"
Gutianba shouted loudly at Ling Xiao.
"Stopping is not an option, catch up if you can!"
