"Bing Li might actually lose."
The people witnessed Ling Xiao's counter-heavenly moves, surviving even under Bing Li's terrifying attack; it was truly unexpected.
When Ling Xiao fully recovered, Bing Li had just managed to rid herself of the torturous sword Qi that clung to her like a bone-deep parasite.
"I want you dead! I must see you dead! Even if you agree to hand over that little golden bird now, it's too late!
I will kill you! Grind your bones to dust!"
Bing Li looked at Ling Xiao, her voice filled with madness and violence.
"I've told you, either get lost or die! Since you won't leave, then die!"
Ling Xiao's voice was still cold, still brimming with murderous intent.
At this moment, his cultivation had broken through.
Compared to the previous state where he had no choice but to passively defend, now he could completely suppress Bing Li.
In fact, from this moment, the battle had already completely turned.
"Hahaha, will I die?"
