"I have been waiting for you for a long time." Xiao Qiang looked up, gazing at the three Yellow Spring Death Gods beyond the frozen waves.
His gaze was calm, yet it carried an aura that made people wary. At this moment, Si Quan walked toward Xiao Qiang. "Xiao Qiang of Heavenly Heart Mountain? I didn't expect Heavenly Heart Mountain to interfere in this matter." The scythe in Si Quan's hand began to reverse its grip. Clearly, he was determined to kill Xiao Qiang.
"Mingquan died at my hands," Xiao Qiang calmly spoke.
"I already know that, so there's no need for you to brag anymore." Youquan's face was ferocious. At this moment, he wished he could strike immediately and directly kill Xiao Qiang.
